| If I tried to tell you |
| You would not believe me |
| And anyway, the thought of her driving |
| Through that park |
| Makes me sick |
| First time I saw her, thought I might go blind |
| That night in Boston when her eyes met mine |
| Oooh, baby, you’re so dumb |
| Oooh, and maybe I’m no fun |
| Oooh, baby, baby, baby, baby, baby… |
| What have we done? |
| If I tried to warn you |
| It’d mean I’m bitter |
| Oooh, and anyhow, the thought of you losin' |
| Something you love makes me wanna die |
| The last time I saw her, her eyes were the moon |
| The grease monkey had entered the frame |
| Ooh, then baby, something went wrong |
| Oooh, baby, cuz things go wrong |
| Ooooh, baby, baby, baby, baby, baby … |
| What have you done? |
| Had a dream and I almost married you |
| In some strange other place |
| Where your heart doesn’t break a little at a time |
| Since you woke one morning sick |
| And you called your mother cryin' |
| And she said, 'this thing’s gonna be alright |
| It’s all gonna be just fine |
| If you’re very much in love' |
| And how I loved you that night |
| As I nursed my cigarette |
| While you lay in bed smiling |
| Not quite yet blue |
| Ooh, baby |
| What’s your sign? |
| I know it’s gonna be perfect this time |
| 'Cuz you’re a peach and I love you |
| And look at this little girl |