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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.... |