Breeze, stop moanin' those weird melodies My (man, gal) has left me and I can't face the music Without singin' the blues Your rhythm on my window pane Drives me insane because I can't face the music Without singin' the blues My heart is so broken, I've spoken To the Lord for sympathy And if He don't help me So help me ! It's the bottom of the deap blue sea For me, I'm gonna end this misery My (man, gal) has left me and I can't face the music Without singin' the blues
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