Gary Private Problem With Me Is You
I got this crazy fascination, and the problem with me is you
I’m in a love-struck situation, and I don’t know what to do
I can’t sleep; I toss and turn all night
I can’t eat, won’t touch a single bite
Every girl I see looks strangely familiar, exactly like you to me
I can’t hold a conversation, can’t you see what you put me through
I lose all my concentration, and the problem with me is you
In my heart, there’s a funny beat
In my mind, words are incomplete
My doctor’s sure; it’s his diagnosis, you’re both the cause and cure
It’s an old cliché—love works in strange ways, but this is stranger
How great it would be if the problem with you was me
I quit work; I just lie in bed
I won’t read, I think of you instead
Why’s this so, did I cause this to happen
I guess I’ll never know--yeah, I guess I’ll never know (KEY CHANGE)
I can’t control my imagination, and the problem with me is you
It’s a powerful sensation, the problem with me is you
The problem with me is you, my baby
The problem with me is you
