|
I tell myself, what's done is done |
|
I tell myself, don't be a fool |
|
Play the field, have a lot of fun |
|
It's easy when you play it cool |
|
I tell myself, don't be a chump |
|
Who cares, let him stay away |
|
That's when the phone rings and I jump |
|
And as I grab the phone, I pray |
|
Let it please be him, oh dear God |
|
It must be him, it must be him |
|
Or I shall die, or I shall die |
|
Oh hello, hello, my dear God |
|
It must be him but it's not him |
|
And then I die, that's when I die |
|
After a while I'm myself again |
|
I pick the pieces off the floor |
|
Put my heart on the shelf again |
|
You'll never hurt me anymore |
|
I'm not a puppet on a string |
|
I'll find somebody else someday |
|
That's when the phone rings |
|
And once again I start to pray |
|
Let it please be him, oh dear God |
|
It must be him , it must be him |
|
Or I shall die, or I shall die |
|
Oh hello, hello, my dear God |
|
It must be him but it's not him |
|
And then I die, again I die |
|
Let it please be him, oh dear God |
|
It must be him , it must be him |
|
Or I shall die, or I shall die |
