I tell myself "What's done is done"  I tell myself "Don't be a fool  Play the field, have a lot of fun  It's easy when you play it cool"   I tell myself "Don't be a chump  Who cares, let him stay away"  That's when the phone rings, and I jump  And as I grab the phone I pray     "Let it please be him  Oh dear God it must be him  It must be him, or I shall die     I shall die"  After a while I'm myself again  I pick the pieces off the floor  I put my heart on the shelf again  He'll never hurt me anymore     I'm not a puppet on a string  I'll find somebody new someday  That's when the phone begins to ring  And once again I start to pray     "Let it please be him  Oh dear God it must be him  It must be him, or I shall die     I shall die  Oh, hello, hello  My dear God, it must be him  But it's not him, and then I die     Again I die  Oh, hello, hello  My dear God, it must be him  But it's not him, and then I die     Again I die  I shall die"  (transcribed by Roman )