Well, you wouldn't read my letters if I wrote you You asked me not to call you on the phone Well, there's something I've been waiting for to tell you So I wrote it in the words of a song Now the glamour of the game that life has lured you To the places where the wine and liquor flow Well, you went to be somebody else's baby And forget the truest love you ever know
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