If I die a lonely death,
I'm sure its from the cigarettes
I smoked each day after you left me,
standing all alone.
Alone in my Park Avenue
apartment that smelled fresh and new
The extra set of keys from you are going to the maid.
Do the same thing for the next part!
Ooo baby she walks with a thorn on her side
Them big sunglasses on her eyes
All the uptown girls say, "Hi, old woman"
Do the same thing for the next part!
She never knew no better than to follow her nose
So I ask for your forgiveness 'cause I'm part of the show.
Now she's gone and all she's left with is a house full of clothes
Sometimes Madam it's OK to cry.
If I die a lonely death,
She never knew no better than to follow her nose
So I ask for your forgiveness 'cause I'm part of the show.
Now she's gone and all she's left with is a house full of clothes
Sometimes Madam it's OK to cry.
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