(All you have to do is come running to me
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And I'll love the hurt out of you.)
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Oh darling, I can tell by the sound of your voice
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That he's gone and hurt you again
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It's a pity what loving him has done to you
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And the mis'ry that he keeps you in.
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But you know your relief isn't too far away
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It's waitin' like I always always do
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And all you have to do is come running to me
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And I'll love the hurt out of you.
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It won't be the first or the last time
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That I tried to make you understand
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That he wants the true loving woman at home
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While he's just a three lovin' good timin' man.
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So come on to the arms that'll soothe all your pain
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And the mis'ry that he put you through
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Yes all you have to do is come running to me
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And I'll love the hurt out of you.
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Yes, I'll love the hurt out of you...
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I'll Love The Hurt Out Of You
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| Bobby Bare |
