| You were mine for just a while
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| Now you’re putting on the style
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| And you’ve never once looked back
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| At your home across the tracks
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| You’re the gossip of the town
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| But my heart can still be found
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| Where you tossed it on the ground
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| Pick me up on your way down
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| Pick me up on your way down
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| When you’re blue and all alone
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| When the glamor starts to bore you
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| Come on back where you belong
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| You may be their pride and joy
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| But they’ll find another toy
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| Then they’ll take away your crown
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| Pick me up on your way down
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| They have changed you’re attitude
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| Made you haughty and so rude
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| Your new friends can take the blame
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| Underneath you’re still the same
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| When you learn these things are true
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| I’ll be waiting here for you
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| As you tumble to the ground
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| Pick me up on your way down
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| Pick me up on your way down
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| When you’re blue and all alone
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| When the glamor starts to bore you
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| Come on back where you belong
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| You may be their pride and joy
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| But they’ll find another toy
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| Then they’ll take away your crown
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| Pick me up on your way down |