I don't know where I'm going And I couldn't know where we're going And my stupid heart Won't take the summer off The Crying Cats are shuffling their feet My Silver-tone Boo-Hoos Oliver John Yes I'm always missing her There's a guy she's going out with He's just a guys she's going out with And I'd do it all over for her Crash the ball There's no more room to doubt she's moving on without me And I know my jokes are getting old (No, you don't) Do all her buddy's boyfriends do what they're told? (Yes, they do) Well I need love in an old school friend Cupid and his silver-tongue to teach me until the end You can't be a Sandman's friend, shuffle your feet Like you never know the Director dreaming I can feel her when the New World sleeps There's a guy she's going out with He's just a guys she's going out with And I'd do it all over for her Crash the ball There's no more room to doubt she's moving on without me Moving on, moving without me