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Every time I turn the radio on some cat's singin' a happy song<br />About a woman who wakes him up every morning and loves him<br />Scrambles his eggs and unscrambles his life butters his toast with a golden knife<br />Bears his kids and nearly bout all of his burdens<br />And I just sit there starin' at the wall wonderin' how I missed it all<br />I've been out half of the night and I'm hung over<br />Nobody woke me rubbin' my feet just the sound of a jackhammer out in the street<br />And this ole room ain't exactly a field of clover<br />Am I the only tavern-hoppin' beer-can-poppin' fool left in the world<br />Am I the only sad-and-lonely meek-weak-freak without a girl<br />No one to love and make me happy call me baby or call me pappy<br />Am I the only low-and-lonely woman-needin' jukebox-feedin'<br />Sufferin' son of a gun left in the world<br />[ guitar - steel ]<br />Every time I turn the radio on some cat's singin' a happy song<br />About the woman who serves him love on a silver platter<br />Makes his coffee sweet and warm holds him in her lovin' arms<br />I look in the mirror and I wonder what's the matter<br />Am I the only tavern-hoppin'...
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Every time I turn the radio on some cat's singin' a happy song<br />About a woman who wakes him up every morning and loves him<br />Scrambles his eggs and unscrambles his life butters his toast with a golden knife<br />Bears his kids and nearly bout all of his burdens<br />And I just sit there starin' at the wall wonderin' how I missed it all<br />I've been out half of the night and I'm hung over<br />Nobody woke me rubbin' my feet just the sound of a jackhammer out in the street<br />And this ole room ain't exactly a field of clover<br />Am I the only tavern-hoppin' beer-can-poppin' fool left in the world<br />Am I the only sad-and-lonely meek-weak-freak without a girl<br />No one to love and make me happy call me baby or call me pappy<br />Am I the only low-and-lonely woman-needin' jukebox-feedin'<br />Sufferin' son of a gun left in the world<br />[ guitar - steel ]<br />Every time I turn the radio on some cat's singin' a happy song<br />About the woman who serves him love on a silver platter<br />Makes his coffee sweet and warm holds him in her lovin' arms<br />I look in the mirror and I wonder what's the matter<br />Am I the only tavern-hoppin'...
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