I've been feeling so down and out
now you hate me and you've left this town
And some bum in New York City scribbles a few more lines down
A love song he doesn't feel for
But it earns him a buck
And as I sit here in England
It's appropriate enough
It haunts my soul, breaks my heart and threatens to pull it from me
Chorus:
It's the loneliest jukebox I have found
The loneliest jukebox in this cold and lonely town
I've got to get drunk tonight, but this companion will only cause me pain
And out of that smokey bar-room will rise a shattering refrain
When you go out to a bar, when you feel bad
There's always a popular record to make you wish that you never had It haunts your soul, breaks you heart and threatens to pull it from you
Chorus...
Out of my way, this cannot go on
I've got to change this record and put something happier on
I was so disappointed, when I got there
'Cos every selection on that machine was about a broken love affair
They all haunt my soul, all break my heart
They were all weeping with me
Chorus...
