Rang Her Up And Her Father Said, "She's Gone.

You're Too Late, Boy, She's Already Been Taken."

Rang Again, What Her Father Said Was Wrong.

"It's Not True, Boy, Daddy Was Mistaken."



What Am I To Do About It

What Am I To Do About This Thing

There's No Way I Can Feel About It

'Cause I Don't Even Know How Much I Love Her



I Consider You Expendable

You Might As Well Pack Your Bags And Go

I Don't Need You, My Whole World

Revolves Around Me.

Inflate My Ego.