IT MUST BE HIM

I tell myself: whatís done is done, I tell myself: donít be a fool

Play the field have a lot of fun, itís easy when you play it cool.

I tell myself: donít be a chump. Who cares? Neither him stay away.

Thatís when the phone rings and then I jump

And as I grab the phone, I pray:

Let it please, be him, dear God, oh, God!

It must be him! It must be him!

Or I shall die! - I shall die!

Or I shall die! - I shall die!

Hello, hello, dear God, oh, God!

It must be him! But itís not him!

And then I die! - then I die!

Thatís when I die! - thatīs when I die!

After a while, Iím myself again, I pick the pieces up off the floor.

Put my heart on the shelf again, heīll never hurt me anymore.

Iīm not a puppet on the string, Iíll find somebody, somebody new someday.

Thatís when the phone begins to ring.

And once again, I start to pray:

Let it please, be him, dear God, oh God!

It must be him! it must be him!

Or I shall die! - I shall die!

Or I shall die! - I shall die!

Hello, hello, dear God, oh God,

It must be him! But itís not him!

And then I die! - then I die!

Thatís when I die! - thatīs when I die!

Hello, hello, dear God, oh God

It must be him! It must be him!

Or I shall die! I should die!

Or I shall die! I know Iīll die!Ö