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I laid there feelin sorry for myself in a bed of kleenex. Stuffin chocolates in my mouth on the phone with my best friend cussing my ex. He broke my heart, felt like the world had ended. I cried myself to sleep thinking I can't get over him Chorus Strange... talk about luck i'm above and the sun was shinning Strange... I outta be in bed with my head in the pillow crying over us but I hang low. Strange Got half a mind to spend my whole paycheck on one of those dresses, those strapless black ones that are so famous for teachin lessons. Drop by his place pick up the rest of my things. He'll tell me I look good I'll laugh and say I'm wastin time. Repeat chorus (x2) Songtexte(Thanks to Mary1027 for these lyrics and to Kitkat19 for these corrections) Aus Songtexte Mania