Из альбома: Musical Varieties

I can tell you what you're lookin' for
But that just makes you mad
You treat me like a fool, a stupid bore
You're getting wise to a passing fad

But now you've gone away, you're through with me
You no longer need a crutch
And I'm honestly surprised I'm not tickled pink
I can't believe I miss you this much

(Chorus:)

Baby, baby, baby, Come Back, Oh Come Back
Baby, baby, baby, Come Back, Oh Come Back
Baby, baby, baby, Come Back, Oh Come Back
Baby, baby, baby, Come Back, Come Back to me

You ignore my witty lines and look down your nose
Everytime I speak
You try to zap my courage from head to toe
Make me feel so weak

Well I should celebrate but as a matter of fact
The things you say are true
I'm a big pretender, I'm not wise at all
I'm nothing without you

Repeat Chorus

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