When I think about the good love
you gave me, I cry like a baby Living
without you is driving me crazy I cry
like a baby I know now that you're not
a play thing Not a toy, or a puppet on
a string
As I look back on a love so sweet now I
cry like a baby Every road is a lonely
street I cry like a baby I know now
that you're not a play thing Not a toy,
or a puppet on a string
Today we passed on a street And you
just walked on by My heart just fell
to my feet And once again I began to
cry |
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