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There`s a lady living right above me
Pretty as a picture on the wall
Once I helped her with a bag of groceries
We met a time or two out in the hall
She told me somebody hurt her feelings
The hurt that`s in her eyes is plain to see
Slowly she`s been wearing out my ceiling
Walkin` the floor over me
Every night I hear her cryin`
Cryin` over some old memory
A little of my heart is down here dyin`
`Cause she`s walkin` the floor over me
Back and forth I followed every footstep
Countin` long enough to fall asleep
Had the sweetest dream last night `cause I dreamt
She was walkin` the floor over me
Every night I hear her cryin`
Cryin` over some old memory
A little of my heart is down here dyin`
`Cause she`s walkin` the floor over me
That woman is walkin` the floor over me
HATA BİLDİR
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