Walkin' Home Alone Lyrics

	Now there's last sunday's paper
	Crumpled up and rollin' down the street
	Away
	And there's a piece of gum
	Just waitin' for a ride on someone's feet
	Today
	Chorus:
	And tonight i'll be walkin' home alone
	Now, there's a million things i said
	And twice as many that i didn't say
	Yay-ay
	And i remember an afternoon
	A broken coffee cup, and some broadway tune
	And i shook her hand
	And i said okay
	And now as i stroll by some skinny dog
	Left outside without a bone
	Tonight, i'll be walkin' home alone
	Chorus repeat
	And ain't it funny how one afternoon
	Can make two people stop and say
	That all the time they spent together
	Didn't really mean that much anyway... no, not much.
	Just a sinkful of dirty dishes
	And a picture in a drawer
	And a hairbrush on the table
	And a hole punched in a door
	And if she were here right now
	I'd tell her things i never told her before
	So now i hear a clock and i get up fast
	Draw the curtain on a brand new day
	I can't wait to get this cast off
	The telephone's dead牢牢i guess they turned it off today
	Turn the key on the mailbox slot
	Lookin' for a letter, but bills is all i've got
	And even the cat she left me with
	Is goin' out with someone else
	So put another quarter in the jukebox, pete
	But don't play that one with the sad trombone
	'cause tonight, i'll be walkin' home alone
	And tonight, i'll be walkin' home alone
	All alone
	Walkin' home
	All alone.

	Now there' s last sunday' s paper
	Crumpled up and rollin' down the street
	Away
	And there' s a piece of gum
	Just waitin' for a ride on someone' s feet
	Today
	Chorus:
	And tonight i' ll be walkin' home alone
	Now, there' s a million things i said
	And twice as many that i didn' t say
	Yayay
	And i remember an afternoon
	A broken coffee cup, and some broadway tune
	And i shook her hand
	And i said okay
	And now as i stroll by some skinny dog
	Left outside without a bone
	Tonight, i' ll be walkin' home alone
	Chorus repeat
	And ain' t it funny how one afternoon
	Can make two people stop and say
	That all the time they spent together
	Didn' t really mean that much anyway... no, not much.
	Just a sinkful of dirty dishes
	And a picture in a drawer
	And a hairbrush on the table
	And a hole punched in a door
	And if she were here right now
	I' d tell her things i never told her before
	So now i hear a clock and i get up fast
	Draw the curtain on a brand new day
	I can' t wait to get this cast off
	The telephone' s dead lao lao i guess they turned it off today
	Turn the key on the mailbox slot
	Lookin' for a letter, but bills is all i' ve got
	And even the cat she left me with
	Is goin' out with someone else
	So put another quarter in the jukebox, pete
	But don' t play that one with the sad trombone
	' cause tonight, i' ll be walkin' home alone
	And tonight, i' ll be walkin' home alone
	All alone
	Walkin' home
	All alone.

	Now there' s last sunday' s paper
	Crumpled up and rollin' down the street
	Away
	And there' s a piece of gum
	Just waitin' for a ride on someone' s feet
	Today
	Chorus:
	And tonight i' ll be walkin' home alone
	Now, there' s a million things i said
	And twice as many that i didn' t say
	Yayay
	And i remember an afternoon
	A broken coffee cup, and some broadway tune
	And i shook her hand
	And i said okay
	And now as i stroll by some skinny dog
	Left outside without a bone
	Tonight, i' ll be walkin' home alone
	Chorus repeat
	And ain' t it funny how one afternoon
	Can make two people stop and say
	That all the time they spent together
	Didn' t really mean that much anyway... no, not much.
	Just a sinkful of dirty dishes
	And a picture in a drawer
	And a hairbrush on the table
	And a hole punched in a door
	And if she were here right now
	I' d tell her things i never told her before
	So now i hear a clock and i get up fast
	Draw the curtain on a brand new day
	I can' t wait to get this cast off
	The telephone' s dead láo láo i guess they turned it off today
	Turn the key on the mailbox slot
	Lookin' for a letter, but bills is all i' ve got
	And even the cat she left me with
	Is goin' out with someone else
	So put another quarter in the jukebox, pete
	But don' t play that one with the sad trombone
	' cause tonight, i' ll be walkin' home alone
	And tonight, i' ll be walkin' home alone
	All alone
	Walkin' home
	All alone.

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