You stood me up, that's got me down I need a way to turn this heart aroundIt's a good thing there's a cure for this aching in my soulIt's time to let these memories go, so let the sad times rollPlug my heart into the jukebox, it stopped beating on its ownI need the sad, soft shuffle feel of Haggard, Kwan, and JonesIt might take all night to get the beat back up to speedPlug my heart into the jukeboxJukebox, won't you pleaseFill my glass and take my keysI'll need a ride back home, come time to leaveGonna break down and break inThis brand new broken heartUnderneath this neon moonHere's where I plan to startPlug my heart into the jukebox, it stopped beating on its ownI need the sad, soft shuffle feel of Haggard, Kwan, and JonesIt might take all night to get the beat back up to speedPlug my heart into the jukebox, won't you pleasePlug my heart into the jukebox, it stopped beating on its ownI need the sad, soft shuffle feel of Haggard, Kwan, and JonesIt might take all night to get the beat back up to speedHit my tape all night, to get the beat back up to speedPut my heart into the jukebox, won't you pleasePut my heart into the jukebox, won't you please