Harry Nilsson It Had To Be You
It had to be you, it had to be you
I wandered around, and finally found
The somebody who
Could make me be true,
And could make me be blue
And even be glad, just to be sad
Thinking of you.
Some others I've seen, it had to be me
I'm five foot ten, a man among men
And you're seven two
But all your faults
You I adore,
When you stand up
Your hands touch the floor,
It had to be me, unlucky me
It had to be me.
