When your babe leaves you all alone
And nobody calls you on the phone
Don't you feel like crying
Don't you feel like crying
Whoa, when there's nothing
But the smell of her perfume
Don't you feel like crying
Don't you feel like crying
Than a glass of wine alone
Come on, come on, walk with me
Late, late, late in the night
Don't you feel like crying
Don't you feel like crying