The tables are empty
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The dance floor's deserted
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You play the same love song
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It's the tenth time you've heard it
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And that's the beginning
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Just one of those clues
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You've had your first lesson
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In learning the blues
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The cigarettes you light
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One after another
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Won't help you forget her
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Or the way that you love her
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You're only burning
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A torch you can't lose
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But you're on the right track
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For learning the blues
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When you're at home alone
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The blues will haunt you constantly
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When you're out in a crowd
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The blues will haunt your memory
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The nights when you don't sleep
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The whole night you're crying
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But you can't forget her
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Soon you'll stop trying
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You'll walk the floor
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And wear out your shoes
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When you're feeling your heart break
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You're learning the blues
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Learnin' the Blues
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| Michael Buble |
