The Crying Girl

I don’t know where I’m going
And I couldn’t know where we’re going
And my stupid heart
Won’t take the summer off
(The Crying Cats are shuffling their feet)
My Silver-tone Boo-hoos
(Oliver John)
Yes I’m always missing her
There’s a guy she’s going out with
He’s just a guys she’s going out with
I’d do it all for her
Crash the ball
There’s no more room to doubt she’s moving on without me
And I know my jokes keep getting old
(No, you don’t)
Do all her buddy’s boyfriends do what they’re told?
(Yes, they do)
Well I need love in an old school friend
Cupid and his silver-tone to teach me until the end
(You can’t be a Sandman’s friend, shuffle your feet)
Like you never know the Director dreaming
I can feel her when the New World sleeps
There’s a guy she’s going out with
He’s just a guys she’s going out with
I’d do it all for her
Crash the ball
There’s no more room to doubt she’s moving on without me
Moving on, moving without me