When this world began

It was Heaven's plan

There should be a girl for ev'ry single man.

To my great regret

Someone has upset

Heaven's pretty progamme for we've never met.

I'm clutching at straws, just because

I may meet himher yet.



Somebody loves me, I wonder who,

I wonder who heshe can be.

Somebody loves me, I wish I knew,

Who can heshe be worries me.

For ev'ry boygirl who passes me I shout,