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
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I get along without you very well,
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