What'll I Do

What'll I do without you around When my words won't pun, my pennies won't pound Oh and my frisbee flies to the ground What'll I do without you What'll I say without you to talk to No one to serve or volley the ball to You write the words but I miss the volume What'll I say without you Oh, I don't know what to do with myself Now that I'm here and, and you're gone Ooh-ooh-a-a-ah-ah-eh-eh-ooh-ooh-eh-eh Ooh-ooh-a-a-ah-ah-eh-eh-ooh-ooh-eh-eh What'll I do when you've gone away And ball won't pin, my records won't play And all of my hours limp into days What'll I do without you What'll I do now that you're gone My boat won't row, my bus doesn't come And I have the fingers, you've got the thumb What'll I do without you Oh, I don't know what to do with myself Now that I'm here and, and you're gone Ooh-ooh-a-a-ah-ah-eh-eh-ooh-ooh-eh-eh Ooh-ooh-a-a-ah-ah-eh-eh-ooh-ooh-eh-eh What'll I do without you around When my words won't pun, my pennies won't pound And oh and my Frisbee flies to the ground What'll I do without you Without you Ooh-ooh-a-a-ah-ah-eh-eh-ooh-ooh-eh-eh, without you Ooh-ooh-a-a-ah-ah-eh-eh-ooh-ooh-eh-eh, without you Ooh-ooh-a-a-ah-ah-eh-eh-ooh-ooh-eh-eh, without you Ooh-ooh-a-a-ah-ah-eh-eh-ooh-ooh-eh-eh --- What'll I Do - Lisa Hannigan