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I hear you whining on the radio I see you whining on TV Maybe your mother made you cut the lawn Maybe she made you eat your greens There's a million ways to sing the blues And this ain't one of them But I guess I'd have to be in your shoes to really understand If I were you, I'd probably get away Find a quiet place to run Maybe realize it's just a phase While you're lying in the sun There's a million ways to sing the blues And this ain't one of them But I guess I'd have to be in your shoes to really understand Don't want to hear you cry Don't want to hear you pout Don't really want to know what it's all about There's a million ways to sing the blues And this ain't one of them But I guess I'd have to be in your shoes to really understand From Letras Mania