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  • I've been holding out so long
    I've been sleeping all alone
    Lord I miss you
    I've been hanging on the phone
    I've been sleeping all alone
    I want to kiss you
    Well, I've been haunted in my sleep
    You've been starring in my dreams
    Lord I miss you
    I've been waiting in the hall
    Been waiting on your call
    When the phone rings
    It's just some friends of mine that say,
    "Hey, what's the matter man?
    We're gonna come around at twelve
    With some Puerto Rican girls
    that are just dying to meet you
    We're gonna bring a case of wine
    Hey, let's go mess and fool around
    You know, like we used to"
    Oh, everybody waits so long
    Oh, baby why you wait so long
    Won't you come on, come on!
    I've been walking in Central Park
    Singing after dark
    People think I'm crazy
    I've been stumbling on my feet
    Shuffling through the street
    Asking people, "What's the matter with you boy?"
    Sometimes I want to say to myself
    Sometimes I say, I won't miss you child
    I guess I'm lying to myself
    It's just you and no one else
    Lord I won't miss you child
  • I've been holding out so long
    I've been sleeping all alone
    Lord I miss you
    I've been hanging on the phone
    I've been sleeping all alone
    I want to kiss you
    Well, I've been haunted in my sleep
    You've been starring in my dreams
    Lord I miss you
    I've been waiting in the hall
    Been waiting on your call
    When the phone rings
    It's just some friends of mine that say,
    "Hey, what's the matter man?
    We're gonna come around at twelve
    With some Puerto Rican girls
    that are just dying to meet you
    We're gonna bring a case of wine
    Hey, let's go mess and fool around
    You know, like we used to"
    Oh, everybody waits so long
    Oh, baby why you wait so long
    Won't you come on, come on!
    I've been walking in Central Park
    Singing after dark
    People think I'm crazy
    I've been stumbling on my feet
    Shuffling through the street
    Asking people, "What's the matter with you boy?"
    Sometimes I want to say to myself
    Sometimes I say, I won't miss you child
    I guess I'm lying to myself
    It's just you and no one else
    Lord I won't miss you child