Lyrics
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
He'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
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