Wanda Jackson - Heartbreak Hotel Lyrics
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Heartbreak Hotel
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What Are The Lyrics For Heartbreak Hotel By Wanda Jackson?
Well, since my baby left me
Well, I found a new place to dwell Well, it's down at the end of Lonely Street At Heartbreak Hotel Well, I'll be I'll be so lonely baby Well, I'm so lonely I'll be so lonely, I could die Oh, although it's always crowded You still can find some room For broken hearted lovers To cry there in their gloom They'll be so They'll be so lonely, baby Well, they're so lonely They're so lonely, they could die Now, the bell hop's tears keep flowin' And the desk clerk's dressed in black Well, they been so long on Lonely Street They'll never ever look back And it's so Well, it's so lonely baby Well, they're so lonely Well, they're so lonely, they could've die Well, if your baby leaves you You got a tale to tell Well, just take a walk down Lonely Street To Heartbreak Hotel Where you will be You'll be so lonely, baby Well you'll be lonely You'll be so lonely you could die Oh, although it's always crowded You still can find some room For broken hearted lovers To cry there in their gloom They've been so They're be so lonely, baby Well, they're so lonely They'll be so lonely, they could die |
Who Wrote Heartbreak Hotel By Wanda Jackson?
Elvis Aaron Presley, Mae Boren Axton, Thomas R. Durden
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What's The Duration Of The Heartbreak Hotel By Wanda Jackson?The duration of Heartbreak Hotel is 2:32 minutes and seconds. |
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