I just spent my last nickel tryin' to drive my tears away
Tryin' to mend a broken heart that you once led astray
I know life is funny this old world is built that way
So many disappointments that's what makes the jukebox play

Every time I see a new love I bow my head and pray
That they always talk things over and understand each other's way
But sometimes it doesn't happen it's a fool like me who pays
To be alone in this old world that's what makes the jukebox play

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Some people seem so happy they're laughin' and gay
Love to them is just a word tomorrow's another day
My life would be so empty for my heart won't live that way
All kinds of people make this world that's what makes the jukebox play

All kinds of people make this world that's what makes the jukebox play