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Please Don’t Stop Loving Me
01. What Every Woman Lives For
02. Please Don’t Stop Loving Me
03. Change of Habit
04. Come Along
05. Shout It Out
06. Beginner’s Luck
07. Clean Up Your Own Back Yard
08. Rubberneckin’
09. Edge of Reality
10. Petunia, the Gardener’s Daughter
11. Hard Luck
12. Have a Happy
Oh, I'm really feeling mighty low
No, no, no, I got no place that I can go
So I've got some blues to sing
And oh, so much remembering, woe

Black cats, keep away from me
Take my advice, go shinning up a tree
I got hard luck, the hardest kind a luck you'll find
I ain't lyin', I've got the bluest kinda blues
Drivin' me right outta my mind

She's gone, said toodle-loo
Kissed her good-bye and my-my, my money too
I've got hard luck, the hardest kinda luck you've seen
I mean, the way I'm runnin' lately
My lucky number is thirteen

Where do I belong, everything I do is wrong, all wrong
Wrong as can be
Who's stacking all the decks, lady luck has got the hex on me
I'm on her knee da-da-da-da

Shove off, boy, I'm warning you
This thing I caught, you know, could be catchin' too
I've got hard luck, the hardest kinda luck there can be
Yes siree, I guess hard luck always chooses
Natural born losers like me
Hoohmm-ahhh