Olivia Newton-John - Please, Mister, Please Lyrics
In the corner of the bar there stands a jukeboxWith the best of country music, old and newYou can hear your five selections for a quarterAnd somebody else's songs when your's are throughI got good Kentucky whiskey on the counterAnd my friends around to help me ease the pain'Til some button-pushing cowboy plays that love songAnd here I am just missing you againPlease, Mister, please, don't play B-17It was our song, it was his song, but it's overPlease, Mister, please, if you know what I meanI don't ever wanna hear that song againIf I had a dime for every time I held youThough you're far away, you've been so close to meI could swear I'd be the richest girl in NashvilleMaybe even in the state of TennesseeBut I guess I'd better get myself together'Cause when you left, you didn't leave too much behindJust a note that said "I'm sorry" by your pictureAnd a song that's weighing heavy on my mindPlease, Mister, please, don't play B-17It was our song, it was his song, but it's overPlease, Mister, please, if you know what I meanI don't ever wanna hear that song again