After sundown comes suffertime for me.
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And I go to that small cafe where we used to meet.
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I'll have the special for today, cause nothing matters to me,
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Just make my coffee cold and black, oh like my future's gonna be
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And let me cry to a sad song for he's still on my mind
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And excuse me for not talking it's my suffertime
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I know I'll never crave a new love I had a taste of one so fine
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And for this love I'll go on starving and suffer my whole lifetime
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Oh would you play just one more sad song yes he's still still on my mind
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Then I'll see you again tomorrow at suffertime
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Suffertime
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| Dottie West |
