| This song tells exactly how, when I was, while I was
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| Sitting back on my deep pile reclining chair
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| Thinking about my life and all the good things that happened
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| Well, it just came to mind to me that
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| Yeah, came to mind to me that
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| I ain’t been treatin' her too bad, too well, too well
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| No I been pushin' her 'round and you know
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| There comes a time in every mans life when he’s got to
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| Look over his misdemeanors, misgivings, misfortunes and
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| Miss whatever her name is
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| Yeah, I’ll say you’re sorry, sorry
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| I’m sorry, I’m sorry
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| 'Cos I been telling you lies, standing on your face
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| I been making you cry all over the places, Lord
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| I should have known, yeah, I should’ve known better
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| Well, I could not phone, Lord I, I could, I could, I could, but I’m
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| I’m sorry, I’m sorry, I’m sorry
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| You know I’m crazy, sorry
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| Sorry, sorry, baby, baby, baby
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| I think this time I realized
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| Get down on my knees and apologies
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| Oh Lord, I didn’t know when I hurt you
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| I didn’t know when you cried
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| I didn’t know when you screamed, «Lord»
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| I didn’t know when you stopped to cry
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| I didn’t know when you called
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| I didn’t know when you hurt
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| I didn’t know sweet Mama
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| I didn’t know, I should, I am
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| I’m sorry, I’m sorry, I’m sorry
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| I’m sorry, I’m sorry, I’m sorry |