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There was a man, a lonely man |
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Who lost his love, thru his indifference |
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A heart that cared, that went unshared |
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Until it died within his silence |
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And solitaire's the only game in town |
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And every road that takes him, takes him down |
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While life goes on around him everywhere |
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He's playing solitare |
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And keeping to himself begins to deal |
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And still the king of hearts is well concealed |
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Another losing game comes to an end |
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And he deals them out again |
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A little hope goes up in smoke |
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Just how it goes, goes without saying |
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There was a man, a lonely man |
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Who would command the hand he's playing |
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And solitaire's the only game in town |
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And every road that takes him, takes him down |
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While life goes on around him everywhere |
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He's playing solitaire |
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And keeping to himself begins to deal |
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And still the king of hearts is well concealed |
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Another losing game comes to an end |
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And he deals them out again |
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And solitaire is the only game in town |
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And every road that takes him, takes him down |
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While life goes on around him everywhere |
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He's playing solitaire |
