Sorrow's Forecast
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Sorrow's Forecast
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Oh, I Coulda Done Something
Gone the Extra Mile
Take the Next Step
Instead of Looking At Regrets
I Coulda Been Famous
I Coulda Been Rich
I Coulda Kissed the Right Ass
Made It in the Press
Am I Losing My Touch, Does It Matter So Much?
Am I Losing My Grip, Am I Starting to Slip?
Yeah, I Coulda Made the Right Moves
Been a Smooth Pop Singer
Made My Mother Proud
If She Could See Me Now
Coulda Made the Right Contacts
Shook the Right Hands
Made the >>in<< Parties
Played in Soft Rock Bands
Yeah, I Coulda Learned to Play the Games
I Coulda Got Down On My Knees
I Coulda Had a Stage Name
Coulda Learned to Say Please
I Coulda Jumped On the Wagon
God Knows I Had the Chance
I Coulda Sold My Soul
Just to Get It in Advance
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Who performs "Sorrow's Forecast"?
Mabel performs "Sorrow's Forecast", and this lyric page sits inside the Mabel catalog on LyroVerse.
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