Ozma

Verse 1:
I'm telling you a story now,
of something that's wrong.
This has been developing
since nineteen eighty-one.
Chorus(1):
Maybe she's alone.
Maybe she's alone.
What can i do?
What can i do?
Chorus(2): 2x
There's nothing,
There's nothing,
There's nothing I can do.
Verse 2:
If I'm a proper jewish boy,
will her family love me?
Can't stand to see her on the big stage,
and know she's not thinking of me.
Chorus(1):
Chorus(2): 2x
Verse 3:
Maybe she'll be hearing this,
but probably she won't. (probably she won't)
Possibly she has desires,
but probably she don't. (probably she don't)
Chorus(1):
Chorus(2):
There's nothing,
Nothing,
There's nothing I can do yeah.
Chorus(1):
What can I do?
What can I do?
Chorus(2): 2x