I've got no money, could you spare a dime?
I got
Sometimes I wake up
And I watch you sleep
And in the
Ain't no sunshine when she's gone
It's not warm when she's
Honey, you do me wrong
But I'm still crazy about you
Stay
Well I stood by the streetlight
And I whispered your name
To
Well, September comes around like an old familiar friend
So I
Hear a message on my radio
I get home I got
I was so lonely until I met you
Told myself I'd
She's got a certain style
In everything she does
She's someone to
Her I.D., says she's 21
But she's just 17
Her apron says
I heard that she's back in town
Heard she's been seen
People talking
And they're saying that you're leaving
So unhappy
With the way
I looked over my shoulder
Straight into your eyes
As you stood
You always give me something
To help me understand
Turn those tracks
No guardian angel looking down on me tonight
I'm on the
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