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Texty: Doobie Brothers. Takin' It To The Streets. Losin' End.


There aren't enough words to say when all I mean
is I no longer love you.
I'd like to leave it lie right there for the rest ain't kind.

I'm pickin' up my pride and I'll be on my way
if you no longer need me.
I only had a word or two that I care to say.

Listen baby.
If you should ever find your spirit start to breaking,
when your heart is aching, remember me.
I was your fool for really quite a long time,
'till I found out how it feels to play on the losin' end.

When you fin'lly turn and find no one around
to catch you when you're falling,
to hear you when you're calling.
Oh remember me, oh darlin'.

When you fin'lly turn and find no one around
to catch you when you're falling,
to hear you when you're calling
from down on the losin' end.
Oh, ain't it just the losin' end.
Oh, darlin', ain't it just the losin' end