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| Beck Jeff Truth Blues Deluxe I don't know too much about love, people, But I sure think I've got it bad. I don't know too much about love, people, But I sure think I've got it bad. Some people say love is just a gamble. But whatever it is, it's about to drive poor me mad. I sit here in my lonely room, Tears flowing down my eyes. As I sit here in my lonely room, Tears flowing on down my eyes, I wonder how you could treat me so low-down and dirty. You know what? Your heart must be made out of iron, And it ain't no lie. Sometimes, I get so worried, people, I could just sit right down and cry. Sometimes, I get so worried, people, You know I could sit right down and cry. Because I don't know too much about love, people, But I sure think I've got it bad. |
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