.Hey my baby, are you tired of me singing all that blues
Guess I was born into that groove
Catch some thoughts slipping through my mind
Good and bad ones, sick and sane ones
All cut out for singing the blues
I love it, a fingerwaltz
From my hand up to my neck into my mouth
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