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Little Girl Blue

by Janis Joplin

Sit there, count your fingers.
What else, what else is there to do?
Oh and I know how you feel,
I know you feel that you're through*.                                                        *(to be through: en avoir fini)
Oh sit there, count,
Ah, count your little fingers,
My unhappy little girl, little girl blue.

Oh sit there, oh count those raindrops*                                                                   *(gouttes de pluie)
Oh, feel them falling down, oh honey all around you.
Honey don't you know it's time,
I feel it's time,
Somebody told you 'cause you got to know
That all you ever gonna have to count on
Or gonna want to lean on*                                                                                       *(s’appuyer sur)
It's gonna feel just like those raindrops do
When they're falling down, honey, all around you.
Oh, I know you're unhappy.

Oh sit there, ah go on, go on
And count your fingers.
I don't know what else, what else
Honey have you got to do.
And I know how you feel,
And I know you ain't got no reason to go on
And I know you feel that you must be through.
Oh honey, go on and sit right back down,
I want you to count, oh count your fingers,
Ah my unhappy, my unlucky
And my little girl blue.
I know you're unhappy,
Ooh, honey I know,
Baby I know just how you feel.

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