| I’m gonna have a good cry over nothin' but a handful of cigarettes
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| I’m gonna leave the windows open when I feel like gettin' dressed
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| I’m gonna think hard about leavin', see if the afternoon can tell
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| I’m gonna let him lie there sleepin', then I’m gonna love him well
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| One mornin' gonna wake up
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| Far from this town where my body lies
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| But Sunday is nobody’s business
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| Sunday is nobody’s business
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| Tell all of the neighbors
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| Take back all your favors
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| And look away, Lord
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| Take down your eyes
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| The ice trays all are empty, there’s nothin' here to eat at all
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| I can’t even find a pack of matches, I left the oven on all night long
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| My mother’s across town, I’m goin' to see her, my grandma’s up there on the hill
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| She’s drinkin' sherry with all of the angels, savin' a little bit until
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| That mornin' when I wake up
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| Far from this town where my body lies
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| But Sunday is nobody’s business
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| Sunday is nobody’s business
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| Tell all of the neighbors
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| Take back all the favors
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| And look away Lord
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| Take down your eyes
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| I’m gonna spend it like I got it
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| Take it like I want it
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| Love like no one loves me at all
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| 'Cause in the place where I come from
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| You have to be careful
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| When everything is certain
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| When everything is fixed
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| When everything is fine
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| When everything is fine
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| I’m gonna buy some flowers at the grocery with my last five dollars again
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| I don’t care if lonely is comin', I’ve been practicin'
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| Tonight in this window, the moon is gonna rise
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| If you wanna give me somethin', give me somethin'
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| Ah, but today don’t give me no surprise, don’t give me no surprise |