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Text: Blue System. Heartache no. 9.

She was a working girl, no time, no money
A crazy world, 'cause she's so lonely
She was so upset, was alone, oh, in her bed

She was crying too much, on her lonely rainbow
There was no touch, only TV shows
She was so alone, had no friend, no fun, no home

Oh it's a heartache no. 9, ooh, this morning
Another lonely day, the sky is falling
Friday, Saturday, Sunday afternoon

Oh, it's a heartache no. 9, ooh, this morning
And no friend, nobody's calling
Friday, Saturday, Sunday afternoon

Oh, there's no smoke, there's no fire
You cannot stop a real desire
She was so alone and her heart was like a stone

Oh, jealousy is such a mystery, babe
Kill my love, when it's too late, girl
She was so alone, had no friends, no fun, no home

Oh, it's a heartache no. 9, ooh, this morning
Another lonely day, the sky is falling
Friday, Saturday, Sunday afternoon

Oh, it's a heartache no. 9, ooh, this morning
And no friend, nobody's calling
Friday, Saturday, Sunday afternoon

Oh, it's a heartache no. 9, ooh, this morning
Another lonely day, the sky is falling
Friday, Saturday, Sunday afternoon

Oh, it's a heartache no. 9, ooh, this morning
And no friend, nobody's calling
Friday, Saturday, Sunday afternoon
Oh, it's a heartache no. 9