Melinda Doolittle Wonder Why
I wonder why I'm not myself off late
I'm feeling strangely great, I wonder why
I suppose some genius could explain
Why I walk in the rain, just let him try
I guess there is a simple explanation
Unless I've come up with a new sensation
It could be that he's caught up with me
And all the mystery I'm speaking of
Is simply that I went and fell in love
I guess there is a simple explanation
Unless, unless I've come up with a new sensation
It could be that he's caught up with me
And all the mystery I'm speaking of
Is simply that I went, it's simply that I went and fell
It's simply that I went and I fell in love
