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What to look for, empty street
And I keep thinking that you're going to come back
What a shame

There's nothing to look for, empty street
And I keep thinking you're going to come back
What a shame

Listen to her, listen to her, baby
Please listen
It hurts me to see that
You're not available

You're not available
Afternoons at the lookout
I don't know if it was all the beers
Or the baseball game
But my buddy saw
And right away told me
How the situation was
Like when you used to call in the early morning
Just to tell me how much you missed me
And now, and now, and now you don't answer at all
You don't answer at all

But I remember that a week ago
You used to sing it to me and even told me
That you dreamed of me, that you dreamed of me
That you dreamed of me

Listen to her, listen to her, baby
Please listen
It hurts me to see that
You're not available
(You're not available)

Listen to her, listen to her, baby
Please listen
It hurts me to see that
You're not available (available)
Take care, love
Goodbye, love