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You've been living on the jazz side of life Carrying your pain in your back pocket and a sharp edge knife And somebody told me there's a man you've been seeing But I know he ain't your lover and I know he ain't your friend And I can tell by the way you look You ain't been treating yourself right girl, yeah you been whooped And if I could I would come to your side But I know you wouldn't want me to, it would only hurt your pride Why do you act like you don't know me at all Why do you, why do you turn your face to the wall Girl don't try to run away like that I know about the pain and all of that jazz You lean against the bar with that look on your face The leather's worn on your boots and your blouse is tattered lace You pawn your guitar and you bus it again Your Chevy's broken down and you're looking for a ride with him You lie in your bed and stare at the plaster peeling and Wonder where your spirit went and that wild abandoned feeling Something you always knew about, something you almost forgot Hidden in a place somewhere deep down in your heart Why do you act like you don't know me at all Letras de cancionesWhy do you, why do you turn your face to the wall Girl don't try to run away like that I know about the pain and all of that jazz I know about the pain and all of that jazz I know all about it I know all about it, girl I know all about it I know all about it, girl I know all about it I know all about it, girl I know all about it I know all about it From Letras Mania