I played a brand new record on the jukebox And I scarcely could believe the song I heard It told of how you left me for another It was almost like I'd written every word Someone told my story in a song The lyrics told of happiness and home And then it told of how you've done me wrong Someone told my story in a song The writer must've seen the way you done me For he told it all and never missed a line He told of swinging doors and the jukebox And he even knew I almost lost my mind Someone told my story in a song The lyrics told of happiness and home Then it told of how you've done me wrong Someone told my story in a song
[00:13.859] I played a brand new record on the jukebox [00:21.837] And I scarcely could believe the song I heard [00:29.538] It told of how you left me for another [00:36.420] It was almost like I'd written every word [00:44.513] Someone told my story in a song [00:51.308] The lyrics told of happiness and home [00:59.149] And then it told of how you've done me wrong [01:06.389] Someone told my story in a song [01:26.775] The writer must've seen the way you done me [01:35.682] For he told it all and never missed a line [01:43.845] He told of swinging doors and the jukebox [01:49.860] And he even knew I almost lost my mind [01:58.359] Someone told my story in a song [02:05.064] The lyrics told of happiness and home [02:12.147] Then it told of how you've done me wrong [02:19.386] Someone told my story in a song
I played a brand new record on the jukebox And I scarcely could believe the song I heard It told of how you left me for another It was almost like I'd written every word Someone told my story in a song The lyrics told of happiness and home And then it told of how you've done me wrong Someone told my story in a song The writer must've seen the way you done me For he told it all and never missed a line He told of swinging doors and the jukebox And he even knew I almost lost my mind Someone told my story in a song The lyrics told of happiness and home Then it told of how you've done me wrong Someone told my story in a song
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It gets longer in between each time you call I'd be safe in saying you no longer care at all We're never seem together like we used to Be tell me darl...
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