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Baby come back
PETER BECKETT
JOHN CROWLEY
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Spending
All my nights
All my money
Going out
On the town
Doing anything just
To get you off of
My mind
But when the morning
Comes
I'm right back where
I started again
Trying to forget
You is just
A waste of time
Baby come back
Any kind of fool
Could see
There was something
In everything
About you
Baby come back
You can blame it
All on me
I was wrong
And i just can't
Live without you
All day long
Wearing a mask of
False bravado
Trying to keep up
The smile
That hides a tear
But as the sun
Goes down
I get that empty
Feeling again
How i wish to god
That you were here
Baby come back
Any kind of fool
Could see
There was something
In everything
About you
Babt come back
You can blame it
All on me
I was wrong
And i just can't
Live without you
Now that i put it
All together
Give me the chance
To make you see
Have you used up
All the love
In your heart
Nothing left for me
Ain't there nothing
Left for me
Baby come back
Any kind of fool
Could see
There was something
In everything
About you
Baby come back
You can blame it
All on me
I was wrong
And i just can't
Live without you
I was wrong
And i just
Can't live
Baby come back
Any kind of fool
Could see
There was something
In everything
About you
Baby come back
You can blame it
All on me
I was wrong
And i just can't
Live without you