Every time that I hear a woman cry 'cos her man has left her flat
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I just feel like saying, "don't be such a fool, you fool."
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Better dry your eyes, can't you realize
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You gain nothing by that
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Well, that's no way to keep his heart warm, baby,
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When his love grows cool
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What's the use in sighing?
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What's the use in crying?
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If he's wandered off the track
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'Cos if your kisses won't hold the man you love
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Then your tears won't bring him back, no
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You might as well be cheerful
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There's no use being tearful
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If he's given you the sack
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'Cos if your kisses won't hold the man you love
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Then your tears won't bring him back
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Now, listen
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If sweet sugar kissin' isn't gonna make him come home
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Tell me, how do ya hope to keep him to ya
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With tears instead of song
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Just be a normal fella
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Come on, say "What the hell-a"
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Get his clothes and help him to pack
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'Cos if your kisses won't hold the man you love
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Then your tears won't bring him back
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Love is like home cooking: good, and wholesome
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But all men need some mutton on the outside now and then
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If you find your boy is cheating,
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Do the same, old dear
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He's only giving you the chance that you've been waiting for for years
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My goodness! Tears won't get you anything
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Just a shiny red nose
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Go on, paint up, powder up, put on your swellest clothes
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Men: go and get 'em by the score
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Neglected girls shouldn't worry
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That's what God made sailors for!
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Don't cry for him or chase him
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Just go out and replace him
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With some good looking Tom, Dick or Jack
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'Cos if your kisses won't hold the man you love
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Then your tears won't bring him back
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If your kisses won't hold
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The man you love
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Then your tears won't bring him back!
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If Your Kisses Can't Hold the Man You Love
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| Rasputina |
