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When IC woke up this morning I was D#m7all alone G
FStretched out in Cbed Ftwo hundred Cmiles from Bb7home in some old motel
D#m7I don't know what's to beFm7come of Bbm7me
I know that check-out time is Cthree
I didn't mean to hurt him, he has so much pride
I never dreamed I had to run and hide to this lonely room
I just hope he doesn't follow me
I know that check-out time is three
CThere's just no Fuse
CWhy try to make an eFxcuse
CI've lost great Fnews
Because to be his wife
Well that would be just giving up on Clife
I've got to go on living, I just can't exist
I wanna taste all of the things I missed for his tender love
Till the day love catches up with me
That's always check-out time at three
By: José Duarte
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