Chorus: Come back and take this hurt off me Baby, come back and take this hurt off me I'm too young to be in misery Baby, come back and take this hurt off me
I've been waiting at the bus station 'cause that's where you left me standing I got my clothes in a twenty-five cent locker And hear you till that greyhound bring you back again
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Well, I knocked on my mother's door She said stevie, come on in. You don't have to say a mumbling word, I know your woman left you again.
Come back and take this hurt off me Baby, come back and take this hurt off me Baby, baby, baby, baby, baby What kind of love could this be? Baby, baby, baby, baby, I don't know what you've got I gotta - I gotta - I gotta - yes I have...
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