Текст John Conlee – Misery Loves Company

I’ve just left my house friends where I couldn’t sleep
Just for missing a woman that I couldn’t keep
She walked out and left me all by myself
Now her memory keeps haunting me when I’m by myself

So break out the bottle and bring on the crowd
Tell funny stories and turn the jukebox up loud
Come sit at my table where the drinks are all free
Come gather round me cause misery, it loves company

Now, I’m not the first man who lost everything
To a false hearted woman who had a false hearted dream
But this is the first time I’ve suffered myself
So, help me get over this on I’ll get over the next one all by myself

So break out the bottle and bring on the crowd
You gotta tell funny stories and turn the jukebox up loud
Come sit at my table where the drinks are all free
Come gather round me cause misery, it loves company
Come gather round me cause misery, it loves company