What’ll I do without you around, my words wont pun, my pennies won’t pound, oh and my frisbee flies to the ground, what’ll I do without you.
What’ll I say without you to talk to, no one to serve or volley the ball to, you write the words but I miss the volume, what’ll I say without you.
Oh I don’t know what to do with myself now that I’m here and you’re gone.
What’ll I do when you’ve gone away, my ball wont pin, my records won’t play and all of my hours limp into days, what’ll I do without you.
What’ll I do now that you’re gone, my boat won’t row, my bus doesn’t come, I have the fingers, you’ve got the thumb, what’ll I do without you.
Oh I don’t know what to do with myself now that I’m here and you’re gone.Teksty umieszczone na naszej stronie są własnością wytwórni, wykonawców, osób mających do nich prawa.