The ink is all turning red
Im making time and a half,
Tomorrow Ill stay in bed, what a life I lead, what a life
Laugh in my face why dont you
Laugh with the rest, I know it well
I dreamt and then I fell for the beauty of wynona
At night I toss and I turn
I try to dial your number
It changed, but God only knows,
Where youve been since last December
Where you been? That wicked smile
Throwing another on the pile,
It aint easy when we go down for the beauty of wynona
Girls, they skip double dutch
I saw you there, prayed my God,
But my prayers dont mean nothing much
With a heart that cannot be wired
Rain in that wishing well,
Right here in my own bed,
It aint easy when we go down for the beauty of wynona
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