I'm standing here looking in the mirror saying damn to myself I should have known the day would come that she would find somebody Else And all the things I took here through I shouldn't have lasted This long Now I'm at this telephone booth calling Tyrone Chorus: 'Cause when a woman's fed up (no matter how you beg no) There ain't nothing you can do about it (nothing you can do about it) It's like running out of luck (no matter what you say no) Then it's too late to talk about it (too late to talk about it) Now let's talk about how it all goes down I used to make love to you daily when the night fell the same And anytime that you were hurt I could feel your pain And if I had a dollar it was yours yeah and whenever we would go out I would front the bill but now the up is down and the silence is sound I hurt you too too many times now I can't come around Chorus La da da da da la la da da La da da da da la la da da If you don't want to find out the hard way Then listen to this song while the record plays
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