I tell myself what's done is doneI tell myself don't be a foolPlay the field have a lot of funIt's easy when you play it cool
I tell myself don't be a chumpWho cares, let him stay awayThat's when the phone rings and I jumpAnd as I grab the phone I pray
Let it please be him, oh dear GodIt must be him, or I shall dieOr I shall dieOh hello, hello my dear GodIt must be him but it's not himAnd then I dieThat's when I die
After a while, I'm myself againI pick the pieces off the floorPut my heart on the shelf againYou'll never hurt me anymore
I'm not a puppet on a stringI'll find somebody else somedayThat's when the phone rings, and once againI start to pray
Let it please be him, oh dear GodIt must be him, it must be himOr I shall die, or I shall dieOh hello, hello my dear GodIt must be him but it's not himAnd then I dieAgain I die
Let it please be him, oh dear GodIt must be him, it must be himOr I shall die, or I shall die