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I’m still lying outside the entrance
It was closing time one hour ago
Where there once was a heart
There’s now a big fuckin’ bleeding hole
I’m not much into drinkin’
But I do it anyway
Cos’ If I wanna kill the sadness
That’s the only way
So Put Your Hands On My Shoulder Mr. Blues
Tell me what to do
I will listen to your torrent of words
Please, let me cry with you
Me and a bottle lying on the ground
Maybe the rain will make us drown
But don’t you mind, cos’ we’re still going down
If I could have it as I want it
It would be so sweet
Come home from work
Go sit and eat
Then I give my love a little peck on the cheek
So Put Your Hands On My Shoulder Mr. Blues
Tell me what to do
I will listen to your torrent of words
Please let me cry with you
But I’m just a poor boy
With no place to hide
Hope lord knows I’ve tried
Hope he knows I’ve swallowed my pride
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