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Lonely Lady #17

- written by Neil Diamond, Vince Charles, and King Erisson
- Sung By Neil Diamond!!

Lonely lady one, she run away.
And number two, she do the same.
Lady number three walk out on me
like number four.
Who's keeping score?
Lady five, oh how she lied.
She made me pay some dues.
Six and seven, eight, nine, ten,
they really were bad news.
Oh no, they'd only break my heart.
That's how it seems.
And then I finally came upon
a lady seventeen.
Lonely lady number seventeen,
she stayed a while.
She had the style.
Lonely lady number seventeen,
she got to be with lonely me.
Lonely, lonely lady number seventeen, yeah.
Lonely lady!
Ladies eleven, twelve and thirteen,
they came and went.
"Baby," I still can hear them sayin'
"It's time to repent."
I turned around,
and there she was
with such a sweet surprise:
a lovin' face,
lovin' smile,
and love lights in her eyes.
Lonely lady number seventeen,
you stayed a while.
You had the style.
Lonely lady number seventeen,
come on and be
with lonely me
Oh no, when lady fourteen walked out,
that's when I screamed.
No luck with lady fifteen
or sweet sixteen.
But lonely lady number seventeen,
you stayed a while.
You had the style.
Lonely lady number seventeen,
come on an be
with lonely me.
Lonely, lonely lady
number seventeen, yeah!
Lonely lady!
She makes me feel so sociable

Comments

Anonymous said…
Better late than never I guess- Reminds me of a hindi movie song-"Tuh Solah baras ki, main sarara baras ka"
insane freak said…
sometimes, songs reflect me one completely, like they were written for that person ...

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