Sometimes I get to thinking when I`m all by
myself
About the day you ran away and left me on the
shelf
Sometimes I get to feeling pretty sorry for
myself
I guess that`s just the kind of guy I am
Sometimes I turn to drinking when I`m thinking of
you
There`s only one coat hanging where there used to
be two
The mirror in the bedroom just reflects the way
I`m blue
I guess that`s just the kind of guy I am
Hear me boy (?)
Oh talk me through it
Sometimes I pick myself right up and wander round
town
Cos since you`ve gone I spend my days just
hanging around
And every time you pass me by it only brings me
down
I guess that`s just the kind of guy I am
The kind of guy I am
The kind of guy I am
I guess that`s just the kind of guy I am
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