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Hard luck stories

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Hard luck stories

Don't tell me hard luck stories
And I won't tell you mine
Don't tell me hard luck stories
And I won't tell you mine.

Every time you're feelin' fine
Got another good one on the line
It slips away,
You feel it slip away, slip away.

I don't want no more from you
Won't do what you want me to
Turn me loose
Come on turn me loose,
turn me loose.

Every time I'm feelin' good
The phone rings
and I knock on wood
Hoping that it won't be you
Calling like you always do.

All you ever seem to say is
How much bad luck came your way
You won't try to start again
You just count
on your old friends.

Don't tell me hard luck stories
And I won't tell you mine
Don't tell me hard luck stories
And I won't tell you mine.

Now you call up every day
Got no money no place to stay
That girl made a mess of you
You got what was comin' too.

Build her up and let her down
Tastin' everythin' in town
Treat her right, you never
Treat her right, treat her right.

Now she's gone and you're alone
Bite your fingers to the bone
Slip away,
You feel it slip away, slip away.

You don't know what's goin' on
How you lost it, what went wrong
What ever happened to
The love that you once knew.

Don't tell me hard luck stories
And I won't tell you mine
Don't tell me hard luck stories
And I won't tell you mine.

¡Qué sufrimiento!

No me cuentes tu vida
y no te contaré la mía.
No me cuentes tu vida
y no te contaré la mía.

Cada vez que te parece
pillas a uno al teléfono
y lo hundes,
es que lo hundes, bien hundido.

No quiero nada más de ti.
No haré lo que tú.
Déjame en paz.
Venga, déjame en paz.
Déjame en paz.

Cada vez que estoy animado
y suena el teléfono
toco madera
esperando que no seas tú
quien llama, como es tu costumbre.

Está visto que no haces más
que hablar de la mala suerte que tienes.
No sigas por ese camino.
Sólo has de contar
los amigos que te quedan.

No me cuentes tu vida
y no te contaré la mía.
No me cuentes tu vida
y no te contaré la mía.

Llamas cada día,
sin dinero, sin casa,
esa chica te alteró.
Y se veía venir.

La ilusionaste y la dejaste
por probar de todo lo que había.
Como era debido, nunca la trataste
como era debido, como era debido.

Ahora se ha ido y estás solo.
Puedes morderte los dedos
pero se ha ido.
Sabes que se ha ido para no volver.

No te explicas lo que ha pasado.
Cómo se perdió, qué falló,
qué fue del amor
que una vez conociste.

No me cuentes tu vida
y no te contaré la mía.
No me cuentes tu vida
y no te contaré la mía.