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Paroles: The Kinks. I'm Crying.

Are you loving him just the way,
That I loved you when you walked away?
Whoa, I'm crying, crying.

Do you need him just the way,
That I needed you when you left that day?
Whoa, I'm crying, crying.
Crying, crying.

Do you think that he's so glad[?],
Do you think he loves you so?
Do you think that he'd be mad,
If you never come on home?

I'm crying, crying, crying.

Now my days are spent in sin[?],
Now that you are loving him.
Whoa, I'm crying, crying.

If you suddenly realize,
That he's not the one to spend your life with,
Whoa, I'm crying, crying.
Crying, crying