I've been sliding quarters down
that jute box since I slipped and hit
You'd think there'd be one song
to help this heartache dissipate
By now I should be over her,
it was over long ago
But it's closing time and
I'm not even close
So
Mr.
Please, turn the lights back down
I can't leave here while she's
still here on my mind
Give me change for one more ten,
then plug that jukebox in
I'll turn it up and let it whine,
till I'm down to my last dime
And I'll get over her a quarter
at a time
It's that time of night I feel no pain,
that's when it starts to hurt
So let me stay and play those sad
old songs for all their worth
I'm still under that spell and
half out of my mind
And I'll give over her a quarter at a time
So
Mr.
Please, turn the lights back down
I can't leave here while she's
still here on my mind
Give me change for one more tin
Then plug that jukebox in
I'll turn it up and let it whine
Till I'm down in my last dime
And I'll get over her a quarter at a time
Yeah, I'll get over her a quarter at a time