Well, your friends come by
for you
I don't know what to say
Well, your friends come by
for you
I don't know what to say
I just can't face up to tell
Ôem
Honey, you just went away
Well, children cry for mother
I tell them, "Mother took
a trip"
Well, children cry for mother
I tell them, "Mother took
a trip"
Well, I walk on pins and needles
I hope my tongue don't slip
Well, I gaze at passing strangers
In case I might see you
Yes, I gaze at passing
strangers
In case I might see you
But the sun goes around the
heavens
And another day just drives
on through
Way out in the distance
I know you're with some other
man
Way out in the distance
I know you're with some other
man
But that's alright, baby
You know I always understand
Call girls in the doorway
All giving me the eye
Call girls in the doorway
All giving me the eye
But my heart's just not in
it
I might as well pass right
on by
My ears are ringin'
Ringin' like empty shells
My ears are ringin'
Ringin' like empty shells
Well, it can't be no guitar
player
It must be convent bells
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