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I'm like a blind man who lost his way
I can't see nothin'
I'm like a deaf man who can't relate
And I can't hear nothing.
See the trouble with me
I can't do nothin' without my baby
And it's plain as can be.
It's gonna drive me crazy.
I walk the lonely streets late at night
Cold and lonely
Ev'rything I do is wrong
never right
I'm longing for her only.
See the trouble. with me
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