What'll I do without you around
When my words won't pun, my pennies won't pound
Oh and my frisbee flies to the ground
What'll I do without you
What'll I say without you to talk to
No one to serve or volley the ball to
You write the words but I miss the volume
What'll I say without you
Oh, I don't know what to do with myself
Now that I'm here and, and you're gone
Ooooo... Eeee... Aaaa...Eeee....Oooo....Eeee...
Ooooo... Eeee... Aaaa...Eeee....Oooo....Eeee...
What'll I do when you've gone away
And ball won't pin, my records won't play
And all of my hours limp into days
What'll I do without you
What'll I do now that you're gone
My boat won't row, my bus doesn't come
I have the fingers, you've got the thumb
What'll I do without you
Oh, I don't know what to do with myself
Now that I'm here and, and you're gone
Ooooo... Eeee... Aaaa...Eeee....Oooo....Eeee...
Ooooo... Eeee... Aaaa...Eeee....Oooo....Eeee...
What'll I do without you around
When my words won't pun, my pennies won't pound
Oh and my frisbee flies to the ground
What'll I do without you
Without you
Ooooo... Eeee... Aaaa...Eeee....Oooo....Eeee...without you
Ooooo... Eeee... Aaaa...Eeee....Oooo....Eeee...without you
Ooooo... Eeee... Aaaa...Eeee....Oooo....Eeee...without you
Ooooo... Eeee... Aaaa...Eeee....Oooo....Eeee..
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