Vikki Car - It must be him
Tekst: Maurice Vidalin / Muziek: Gilbert Bécaud / Vertaling: Mack David
(1967)






I tell myself: what’s done is done
I tell myself: don’t be a fool
Play the field, have a lot of fun
It’s easy when you play it cool



I tell myself: don’t be a chump
Who cares, let him stay away
That’s when the phone rings and I jump
And as I grab the phone I pray



Let it please be him, oh dear God
It must be him
It must be him, or I shall die
Or I shall die



Oh hello, hello my dear God
It must be him, but it’s not him
And then I die
That’s when I die



After a while I’m myself again
I pick the pieces of the floor
Put my heart on the shelf again
You’ll never hurt me anymore



I’m not a puppet on a string
I’ll find somebody else someday
That’s when the phone rings
And once again I start to pray



Let it please be him, oh dear God
It must be him
It must be him, or I shall die
Or I shall die



Oh hello, hello my dear God
It must be him, but it’s not him
And then I die
Again I die



Let it please be him, oh dear God
It must be him
It must be him, or I shall die
Or I shall die









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