Too mean, strained, dire
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You don't love me when I cry
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Have to say goodbye; I don't want to say goodbye, baby;
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Goodbye
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And, mister: I got funky blues all over me
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Such tender persuasion
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I want to die
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You don't love me when I cry
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Made me love to play, made me promise I would stay
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then you stayed away, mister
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I got drawn-blinds blues all over me,
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rubies, and smoke rings
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You know, I will go, I will stay,
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in he hours of my crying day
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You Don't Love Me When I Cry
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| Laura Nyro |
