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
I shall die
After a while, I'm myself again
I pick the pieces off the floor
I 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 new someday
That's when the phone begins to ring
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
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
Oh, hello, hello
My dear God, it must be him
But it's not him, and then I die
Again I die, I shall die
