She's up there in the cheap hotel I'm down here in the bar
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I just slipped out and left her there before things went too far
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I'd like to love her but I know what that would do to me
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So take a dozen roses up to her and pour Four for me
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Take a dozen roses up to her and pour Four for me
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I'd like to love her and I'll do accept for decent sea
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Take a dozen roses up to her maybe she will understand
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That I'm tied to another woman and she belongs to another man
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I met her at a party I lied and she believed
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She was so young and innocent so easy to decieve
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She went along with wine and song love laid the happy tunes
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Now she's up there waiting in that lonely dim lit room
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Take a dozen roses up to her...
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Four Roses
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| Claude King |
