| You call me from a phone booth with tears in your voice
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| Tell me you’ve been out all night, runnin' with the boys
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| You say you’re cold and tired and lonely and you got no place to go
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| There wasn’t any phone book, mine’s the only number that you know
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| Well, call yourself a taxi and I’ll pay him at the door
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| If you don’t mind sleepin' on the sofa or the floor
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| And I spend an hour hatin' you 'til the cab pulls in
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| My heart has found another way to be lovin' you again
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| And every time is the last time
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| And every time is the first
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| Every time is the last time with you
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| Oh, it never gets no better
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| And it couldn’t get no worse
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| Then I hear footsteps, the driver is at the door
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| He says I look familiar, has he made this run before?
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| And I tell him I don’t think so, what’s it matter anyway?
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| Just tell me what the meter reads and I’ll go and get your pay
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| Well, now it’s down to you and me and though it don’t seem right
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| We both know where we’ll be and what we’ll do tonight
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| And after an hour or two when the night comes to an end
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| My heart has found another way to be lovin' you again
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| And every time is the last time
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| And every time is the first
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| Every time is the last time with you
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| Oh, it never gets no better
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| And it couldn’t get no worse
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| I know there should be more to say, I’ll just read your mind
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| Let’s save what’s left unsaid for another time
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| 'Cause I know there’ll be another time, so until then
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| My heart has found another way to be lovin' you again
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| My heart has found another way to be lovin' you again
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| Oh, my heart has found another way to be lovin' you again |