I miss the soft cold touch of your skinIn the night when [? ]I see your picture smashed to the groundBut my heart begins to poundI’ve got your number but you’re never at homeI leave a message, please telephoneIt’s so sad that you’re not aroundIt’s bringing me downIn the [? ] where we would meetIn a crowd where there’s no one aroundIt’s such a sin, this mood I’m inNow that we got [? ]I bet you’re burning up on the townWith every jerk and every clownI walk the streets, hear your voice in my headI [? ] an empty bedI’ve got your number but you’re never at homeI leave a message, please telephoneIt’s so sad that you’re not aroundIt’s bringing me downI know my news[? ] leave a lot to be desiredBut I thought that we had it madeBut I guess that I’m not so smartYou’re breakin’ my heartI’ve got your number but you’re never at homeI leave a message, please telephoneIt’s so sad that you’re not aroundIt’s bringing me downGuess I’ll pack up and leave this townWith all it’s memories of youThere’s a [? ], new york cityI’ll get by without youI miss the soft cold touch of your skin...
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