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              | Well, 
                  like a dog on the road goin’Possum huntin’
 I’m feelin’ lonely again
 Like a crawfish swimmin’
 Backward in the river
 I only see where I’ve been
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              | You wormed your 
                  way through my heart like itWas an apple
 Left some seeds on the way
 What I thought was sproutin’
 Really never took root
 I think it died of dismay
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              | You 
                  know I shared secrets buriedDeep in my heart, but
 Yours was hidden away
 Ev’ry time I tried to get you to
 Open up, well
 You’d tell me not today
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              | I 
                  could hope you’d want to help meSee this through, but
 That’s a bell that won’t ring
 I could make some accusations that you’d
 Surely deny, but
 That wouldn’t change a thing
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              | Yeah, 
                  I think you’re steppin’ out With another guy
 Be sure to call me laundry when you
 Hang me out to dry
 Well, I know it’s not funny but
 I think it’s right
 Be sure to call me laundry when you
 Hang me out to dry
 Heah-yeah
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              | Well, I gave up 
                  easy when youMade demands, baby
 I should’a stood my ground
 Now I’m lookin’ for our
 Misplaced love
 In the lost and not found
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              | I 
                  can’t say what to do or what’ll Make things right
 In fact I haven’t a clue
 So like a drunkard starin’ at his
 First sasparilla
 I’m already missin’ you
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              | Yeah, 
                  I think you’re steppin’ out With another guy
 Be sure to call me laundry when you
 Hang me out to dry
 Well, I know it’s not funny but
 I think it’s right
 Be sure to call me laundry when you
 Hang me out to dry
 Heah-yeah
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              | Yeah, 
                  I think you’re steppin’ out With another guy
 Be sure to call me laundry when you
 Hang me out to dry
 Well, I know it’s not funny but
 I think it’s right
 Be sure to call me laundry when you
 Hang me out to dry
 Heah-yeah
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