What A Way To Live Each night I make the rounds To every spot in town A lonely man with lonely time to kill what a way to live.
The paths my memories take Just make my poor heart ache I think of her I guess I always will what a way to live.
I'd rather lay me down tonight And never wake again Than to face another day the shape my life is in
The jukebox playing loud A face among the crowd
So much like hers it makes my heart stand still what a way to live.
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I'd rather lay me down tonight And never wake again Than to face another day the shape my life is in The jukebox playing loud A face among the crowd So much like hers it makes my heart stand still