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Lonely, Lonely, Lonely



I love to spend my days outside your window


Me and all the guys from 10 to 4


We’re not lonely, lonely, lonely anymore


We meet the men who bring the mail to you

And we see the men who bug you from next door

We’re not lonely, lonely, lonely anymore



What will we do when the moving men say


They have come to take your things away


Somedays it rains and we all pitch a pup-tent

We’re serious but that’s what love is for

We’re not lonely, lonely, lonely anymore


What will we do on that dreadful date

When some romeo is bound your mate


So now I sit in wait for mister jailer

To confiscate the key that locks your door

We’re not lonely, lonely, lonely anymore



words and music © Frank Allison

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