My Girl's Gonna Love MeAll she left was a loop string Measured for the wedding ringThe bills and this year's catalogue Of trouble and the bluesShe left me this year's catalogue Of trouble and the bluesA hundred or more pages Of what you'd call bad newsAnd every page just seems to say How I felt when you went awayLeft me this year's catalogue Of trouble and the bluesMeasured for the wedding ringMisery LonelinessFrustration Rich childDespair DesperationAll she left was a loop string Measured for the wedding ringThe bills and this year's catalogue Of trouble and the bluesMeasured for the wedding ringThe bills and this year's catalogue Of trouble and the bluesShe left me this year's catalogue Of trouble and the bluesA hundred or more pagesWhat you'd call my newsAnd every page just seems to sayHow I felt when you went awayLeft me this yearHad a lot of troubleAnd I'm a loserAnd I'm a loserAnd I'm a loser