| It’s after midnight — you lie awake
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| Counting the hours till daybreak
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| What can you do now, where can you go
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| When you’re about at the end of your rope
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| You can…
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| Drive out to the edge of town
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| Where the world is cold and dark
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| Look for the flicker of a neon sign
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| In the shape of a broken heart
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| You’ll hear music that will give you chills
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| Coming from that run down bar
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| You can slow dance with the ghost of love
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| To the cry — of a blue guitar
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| Drive out to the edge of town
|
| Where the world is cold and dark
|
| Look for the flicker of a neon sign
|
| In the shape of a broken heart
|
| You’ll hear music that will give you chills
|
| Coming from that run down bar
|
| You can slow dance with the ghost of love
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| To the cry — of a blue guitar
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| It’s where the lonely people go
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| When they just can’t take no more
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| You’ll see what heartache is all about
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| And you can cry till you’re cried out
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| When you…
|
| Drive out to the edge of town
|
| Where the world is cold and dark
|
| Look for the flicker of a neon sign
|
| In the shape of a broken heart
|
| You’ll hear music that will give you chills
|
| Coming from that run down bar
|
| You can slow dance with the ghost of love
|
| To the cry — of a blue guitar
|
| You’ll hear music that will give you chills
|
| Coming from that run down bar
|
| You can slow dance with the ghost of love
|
| To the cry — of a blue guitar |