Jim doesn't ever bring me pretty flowers
Jim never tries to cheer my lonely hours
Don't know why I'm so crazy for Jim
Jim never tells me I'm his heart's desire
I never seem to set his love afire
All the years I've wasted on him
Sometimes when I get feeling low
I say, let's call it quits
Then I hang on and let him go
Breaking my heart in bits
Someday I know that Jim will up and leave me
But even if he does, you can believe me
I'll go on carrying the torch for Jim
Sometimes when I get feeling low
I say, let's call it quits
Then I hang on and let him go
Breaking my heart in bits
Someday I know that Jim will up and leave me
But even if he does, you can believe me
I'll go on carrying the torch for Jim
I'll go on loving my Jim
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