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Forecast (Calls For Pain) - Robert Cray
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Forecast (Calls For Pain) Robert Cray

Forecast (Calls For Pain) - Robert Cray
[Verse 1]
Coffee for my breakfast
Shot of whiskey on the side
It's a dark and dreary morning
With the clouds covering up the sky

[Chorus]
And the forecast calls for pain
The forecast calls for pain
My baby's turning cold and the
Forecast calls for pain

[Verse 2]
We stayed up all night talking
She's grown restless she confessed
She said there's no one new
But deep down I know that's next

[Chorus]

[Bridge]
She says she tried and tried yes she has
But slowly her love has died
I can see
That deep down inside she's changed
The forecast calls for pain [x3]
Yeah yeah yeah
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