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If you're feelin' lonely, so downhearted tonight I know a little place to go where the atmosphere is right And they got nothin' but blues on the jukebox And my waiter's got a tear in his eye The special is always heartaches Hey, hey Down at the Sad Cafe, Sad Cafe Oh you can really be yourself there You can let those teardrops fall You can moan and shout and let it all out And nobody cares at all 'Cause they got nothin' but blues on the jukebox And my waiter's got a tear in his eye The special is always heartaches Hey, hey Down at the Sad Cafe, Sad Cafe Come on now, let's get movin' We ain't got a second to waste I'm feelin' pretty low tonite I gotta get myself a taste And they got nothin' but blues on the jukebox And my waiter's got a tear in his eye The special is always heartaches Hey, hey Down at the Sad Cafe, Sad Cafe
Writer(s): Joseph Fidler Walsh, Glenn Lewis Frey, Donald Hugh Henley, J.d. Souther Lyrics powered by www.musixmatch.com
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