Текст песни The Monkees - Dyin` Of A Broken Heart
The Monkees - Dyin` Of A Broken Heart слова песни
I told my Doctor something`s wrong with meShe said gimme forty dollars and we`ll look and seeHop up on the table now we`ll take some bloodFind out what you`re dyin` ofShe called me in the morning and she said now here`re the factsWell, it isn`t your liver and it isn`t your backIt`s not your blood sugar or the Asian fluThat`s not what killing youYou`re dyin` of a broken heartIt really wasn`t very smartYou lived through Nixon and a drug or twoJust to get your dueDyin` of a broken heartI called my analyst said I was a messHe said gimme hundred dollars and we`ll take a testLie down on the couch and tell me what you dreamIt really isn`t what it seemsYou`re dyin`You`re dyin` of a broken heartAnd I`m cryin`It really wasn`t very smartI lived through Nixon and a drug or twoJust to get your dueDyin` of a broken heartYou`re dyin`You`re dyin` of a broken heartAnd I`m cryin`It really wasn`t very smartI lived through Nixon and a drug or twoJust to get your dueDyin` of a broken heartYou`re dyin` of a broken heartIt really wasn`t very smartI lived through Nixon and a drug or twoJust to get your dueDyin` of a broken heart(get your due)Dyin` of a broken heart(get your due)Dyin` of a broken heartDyin`Dyin`Dyin`