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Cry

This song is by Sheena Easton and appears on the album Sheena Easton (1981).

(Cry, baby)
I heard a cry at night, I heard him slam the door
There was a screech of tyres, but he'll be back for sure
Now through my apartment wall, I can hear her sweet tears startin' to fall

So cry, baby, wash out your heart
Hang your life out to dry and make a new start
Then came a telephone ring, it was a logical thing
I left it for a while, I let her hang up and redial
Then I picked up the telephone, 'n I said "Don't worry, honey
No no no, no no no, you're not alone"

So cry, baby, wash out your heart
Hang your life out to dry and make a new start
Then came a telephone ring, it was a logical thing
I left it for a while, I let her hang up and redial
Then I picked up the telephone, 'n I said "Don't worry, honey
No no no, no no no, you're not alone"

It was a tale unwound, I'd heard it all before
And nothin' I could say would ever ease her pain
Still I picked up the telephone, 'n I said "Don't worry, honey
No no no, no no no, no no no, no no no, you're not alone"

So cry, baby, wash out your heart
Hang your life out to dry and make a new start
Then came a telephone ring, it was a logical thing
I left it for a while, I let her hang up and redial
Then I picked up the telephone, 'n I said "Don't worry, honey
No no no, no no no, you're not alone"

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