Tom: B
Introdução:
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You ain't got the right to tell me I'm not lonely
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You don't understand what I've been through
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He had every right to do the wrong that he done to me
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But that don't make it easier to lose
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No that don't make it easier to lose
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I woke up Monday morning with the feeling he was gone
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And I turned to face an empty place and I realized
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That I didn't smell no coffee and all his pretty clothes were gone
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I cried the first of the many tears you'll see me crying from now on
And you ain't got the right to tell me I'm not lonely