Gjest Kvite stripar Skrevet 8. mai 2003 Skrevet 8. mai 2003 I just don't know what to do with myself Don't know just what to do with myself I'm so used to doing everything with you Planning everything for two And now that we're through I just don't know what to do with my time I'm so lonesome for you, it's a crime Going to a movie only makes me sad Parties make me feel as bad When I'm not with you, I just don't know what to do Like a summer rose needs the sun and rain I need your sweet love to beat all the pain I just don't know what to do with myself I just don't know what to do with myself Baby, if your new love ever turns you down Come back, I will be around Just waiting for you, I just don't know what else to do Words and Music by Burt Bacharach and Hal David 0 Siter
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