The other guys eat

But I don't feel like eatin'

I know I ought to sleep

But I ain't very tired

I wonder what's wrong with me

My knees are weak

And my back is breakin'

My nerves are shot

And my hands are shakin'

I wonder what could it be

(Cause) Maybe my baby

Is thinkin' of leavin'

I'm too far away to tell

It seems my ship of dreams

Is sinkin'

And my love is shot to hell

1) I ought to call her up

But I shouldn't doubt her

I wouldn't want to ever try

To live without her

What am I gonna do

I wake up screaming

Dreaming in the night

That my baby booked

That morning flight

I hope my dreams

Don't come true

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