I get along without you very well, of course I do Except when soft rains fall and drip from leaves then I recall The thrill of being sheltered in your arms, of course I do But I get along without you very well I've forgotten you, just like I should, of course I have Except to hear your name Or someone's laugh that is the same But I've forgotten you just like I should What a guy, what a fool am I To think my breaking heart could kid the moon What's in store? Should I 'phone once more? No, it's best that I stick to my tune I get along without you very well, of course I do Except perhaps in spring But I should never think of spring For that would surely break my heart in two What a guy, what a fool am I To think my breaking heart could kid the moon What's in store? Should I 'phone once more? No, it's best that I stick to my tune I get along without you very well, of course I do Except perhaps in spring But I should never think of spring For that would surely break my heart in two . I get along without you very well, . . . . . . .