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Cry Her A River, Why Don't You?

For the past few weeks, a girlfriend of mine has been in agony over a loved one. But the way I hear it, she's better off without him. Heard a song on the radio that I'd love to hear her dedicate to him...

Cry Me A River

Now you say you're lonely
You cry the long night through
Well, you can cry me a river
Cry me a river
I cried a river over you

Now you say you're sorry
For being so untrue
Well, you can cry me a river
Cry me a river
I cried a river over you

You drove me, nearly drove me, out of my head
While you never shed a tear
Remember, I remember, all that you said
You told me love was too plebeian
Told me you were through with me and

Now you say you love me
Well, just to prove that you do
Come on and cry me a river
Cry me a river
I cried a river over you
I cried a river over you
I cried a river...over you...

And Barbra Streisand gives a killer version of this song.


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