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You left me last week
And ever since then I’ve been
Lonesome
But I get up each day
Put on my coat any my shoes
Go down to my job
And try to pretend that I’m happy
I see lots of people
But they just remind me of you
I stroll through produce
And back to my office
But sadness is my companion
I mistreated you baby
And I know that maybe
You never do quite know where you’re standin’
Whoa and down by the checkout
They’re changing shifts
But I’ll be here for all time
To keep myself sane
Here I’ll remain
And I’m sorry
Cleanup on 9
The days go so slow
As I wait for you to reply
As that I change the paper
I am always wondering why
And down on aisle 9
The olive display’s just caved in
Just like this feeling there’s no
Putting back together again
I stroll through produce
And back to my office
But sadness is my only friend
I hurt you baby
And I know that maybe
You’ll never come and see me again
Whoa and down by the checkout
They’re changing shifts
But I’ll be here for all time
To keep myself sane
Here I’ll remain
And I’m sorry
Cleanup on 9
Written by: Steve Lewis


