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Lyrics for 'Its Midnight' by 'Elvis Presley'
(words & Music By Wheeler - Chesnut)
Maybe It's Too Late. Sometimes I Even Hate Myself For Loving You
Trying To Be Strong Then Nighttime Comes Along And I Start Loving You
Wanting You. Where Is All My Selfcontrol I'm Burning Way Down In My Soul
And Needing You, And Wishing I Could Be The Man, I Try To
Hating Me For Wanting You To Be With You Knowing You Don't Love Me Like You Used To
But It's Midnight, Ohh And I Miss You
It's Getting Late And I Know That's When I Am Weak
Funny How Things Have A Way Of Looking So Much Brighter In The Day Light
I Ought To Go To Bed To Try And Straighten Out My Head And Just Forget You
Oh But It's Midnight Yes And I Miss You
It's Getting Late And I Know That's When I Am Weak
Funny How Things Have A Way Of Looking So Much Brighter In The Day Light
I Ought To Go To Bed To Try And Straighten Out My Head And Just Forget You
Oh But It's Midnight Yes And I Miss You
It's Midnight And I Miss You
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