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 She's runnin, she's runnin'
 And she won't come home.
 I'm knowing that she's better gone,
 'Cause I'm nothing a woman should hang her dress on.
 When I'm stumbling, and I'm tumbling like a rolling stone
 I'm going, I'm going, I'm gone.
 I lost her once With a juke box full of change
 And a dance in the dark.
 She broke my hold.
 Tried to pull me away
 But I stayed.
 It broke her heart.
 I called her upAccepting all the blame.
 As I whispered on the phone.
 She took my call
 But the number that displayed
 Showed that I wasn't home.
 I walk aloneDown this long, long road
 That leads to the door
 Where I danced in the dark.
 And there's my name
 In that juke box full of shame
 As it plays this song.
 She's Runnin, She's Runnin and she won't come homeShe's Goin, She's Goin, She's Gone
 Mmm, Mmm, Mmm...
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