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