I'm sitting watching all the merry

people go by,

So once around the park before I die.

I hate this jealous feeling and I

want to cry,

So once around the park before I die.



Don't say that you are sorry, no.



It was when she walked away I thought

to myself,

Was it worth all the worry and THE

risk to my health.

And the opening line of every song

that I heard,

Told about some fella having trouble

with his girl.



And don't try to console me,

I don't wonna know