Love always leaves me feeling blue
No matter how many guys I run to
They have a way of not being true
I'm left in pain without a clue
Love always screws me over
No matter how many times I wish on a four leave clover
Bottle in my hand I'm no longer sober
To clear my head I drive to Dover
No matter how many guys I run to
They have a way of not being true
I'm left in pain without a clue
Love always screws me over
No matter how many times I wish on a four leave clover
Bottle in my hand I'm no longer sober
To clear my head I drive to Dover
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