WHAT AM I GONNA DO. . What am I gonna do when the sun goes down. and all the lights are low,. what am I gonna do when I recall. the love we used to know..
Where the boys are, someone waits for me. A smiling face, a warm embrace. Two arms to hold me tenderly. Where the boys are, my true love will be. He's walking down some street in town.
We had a good thing going. But it couldn't last. We had a good thing going. But now it's just a thing of the past. . Love took a long time growing. But then it turned bad.