It was a cold, cold Sunday
When I came home
Only to find
I was left all alone
[?]
That you were gone
Jezebel
Never thought you'd leave me all alone
Jezebel
You know you put me through hell
I've got a story
That I'm afraid to tell
Oh, boy, me
I was your rock
When times were bad
Your only friend
Like [?]
Jezebel
I banish you to a cold, cold land
[?]
California-bound
You know your daughter put me out
We got you this time
Jezebel
I know your [?] on a dial
Jezebel
Jezebel
You know you put me through hell
You put me through hell
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