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Текст: Whitney Houston. Just Whitney. Dear John Letter.

I'm sitting here in my own head
Thinking how on you can be staring and
Got my number too and I'm writing you
Contemplating on the paper what I should do

On the fire place with the mailman
Should I tell you or should I hold it in
If my heart wasn't in it baby you could just forget it
I'd be gone in a New York minute

You never gave attention
I know you've no bad intentions for us
So I'm writing you
But I always fail to mention
'Cos you know I really don't like to fuss
So I'm gonna hold it in

I'm writing you a dear John letter
I tried to stay but it never got better
I couldn't tell you face to face but I
I had to let you know
Sometimes I wanna hit the door
I'm writing you a dear John letter

Sometimes I think that I've had enough
My hands freeze and I can't write fast enough
I wanna get away but I can't obey
What my heart speaks you know I'm listening
Some days I'm really touchy and
Some days I'm willing to forget and
Some days I'm still in love with you
Some days I'm sad and blue

When I don't check myself
I get frustrated with you
And I don't know what I'm gonna do
I know that it's not just you
It's some of my negligence too
And I can't go through with mailing this to you

I'm writing you a dear John letter
I tried to stay but it never got better
I couldn't tell you face to face but I
I had to let you know
Sometimes I wanna hit the door

I'm writing you a dear John letter
I tried to stay but it never got better
I couldn't tell you face to face but I
I had to let you know
Sometimes I wanna hit the door

When I don't check myself
I'll get frustrated with you
And I don't know what I'm gonna do
I know that it's not just you
It's some of my negligence too
And I can't go through with mailing this to you

I'm writing you a dear John letter
I tried to stay but it never got better
I couldn't tell you face to face but I
I had to let you know
Sometimes I wanna hit the door

I'm writing you a dear John letter
I tried to stay but it never got better
I couldn't tell you face to face but I
I had to let you know
Sometimes I wanna hit the door

I'm writing this letter because it makes me feel better
I'm writing this letter because it makes me feel better
I'm writing this letter because it makes me feel better
I'm writing this letter because it

I'm writing this letter I can't go through it
I'm writing this letter because

I'm writing you a dear John letter
I'm writing you a dear John letter
I'm writing you a dear John letter
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