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It's push come to shove,
Last call for love,
Should we call it quits,
Let it end like this,
Or keep what we've found,
And have one more round?
It's last call,
Last call for love.
It's sad to feel - the pain
inside,
Because we know - how hard we've tried,
But angry words - have hurt our pride,
Now it's last call - last call for love.
Is it time to admit
That we've had enough?
Lighten our load and
Have one for the road?
Or take one more chance
Hold on to romance?
It's last call,
Last call for love.
It's sad to feel - the pain
inside,
Because we know - how hard we've tried,
And angry words - have hurt our pride,
Now it's last call - last call for love.
Do we hold on - or set ourselves
free?
I think we know - what the answer will be.
It's sad to feel - the pain
inside,
Because we know - how hard we've tried,
And angry words - have hurt our pride.
Now it's last call - last call for love.
It's last call,
Last call for love.
© Mary Ball & Bill Murray
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This is a re-written poem originally posted by Mary Ball, (Bryt Eyz) and now a
completed song with the necessary adjustments to make it publishable. Again,
Mary is another excellent and talented partner. Demo is by NashvilleTunes.com.
Song is sung by Jim Allen.
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