You surely must be trying

To break this heart of mine 

I thought you knew I loved you 

And we'd share a love so fine 



But later that night 

(You threw a) padlock on my door 

(My) clothes out on the street 

('Cause you) don't want my love no more 



And I cryyyd

I-I-I cryyyd 

Oh, I cried

(I cried)

My heart out 

Cried

(I cried)

My heart out 

Later that night 



You surely must be trying 

To break this heart of mine 

I thought you knew I loved you 

And we'd share a love so fine 



But later that night 

(You threw a) padlock on my door 

(You threw my) clothes out on the street 

('Cause you) don't want my love no more 



And I cryyyd

I-I-I cryyyd 

I cried

(I cried)

My heart out 

Cried

My heart out 

Later that night 



(Spoken)

Don't go baby, don't put me out on the street. You threw my best sharkskin suit out on the lawn, right on top of some dog waste (I hold in my hand three letters from the stages of your fine, fine, super-fine career . . . ) and my best white shirts with the Mr. B collar laying all over the front lawn. Where's my cuff links? Lemme back in dere. Dere? Ha! 



"Huffa puffa, Huffa puffa 

There's no room to breathe in here" 



"That's alright honey. You can come out of the closet now"