I found myself quite drunk one night, in a place we used to goI thought I'd recognize you there, but the lights were rather lowI tried to play your favorite song, but I didn't know where to startSomeone's changed the record, from the jukebox of your heartI woke up the next morning, not that far from my bedA change in every pocket, I didn't dare move my headI thought back to the night before, and why we had to partSomeone's changed the record, from the jukebox of your heartI found your letter yesterday, in the lining of my coatAt first I thought it might have been, a screwed up one pound noteIt doesn't seem to be, a one pound noteIt doesn't matter much, now that we're apartI've lost more than ten pounds, in the jukebox of your heartI've lost more than ten pounds, in the jukebox of your heartI've lost more than ten pounds, in the jukebox of your heart