What's the matter with me?
Nobody loves me
I just happen to be
Unlucky in love
It seems that every time
I make a date
I know from the start
Someone's gonna break the date
And break my heart
What's the matter with me?
I'm awfully moody
Must my love affairs be
Like Punch and Judy?
I always walk with myself
And talk with myself
And my heart and I agree
I'm not hard to take
So for heaven's sake
What's the matter with me?
I've read a million novels
Each had a love affair
Some of them were successful
Some of them got nowhere
Were I to write my story
It would read like this
My life's a waste
I've yet to taste
My first kiss
What's the matter with me?
I'm awfully moody
Must my love affairs be
Like Punch and Judy?
I always walk with myself
And talk with myself
And my heart and I agree
Oh tell me what's the mystery?
What's the trouble?
The trouble can be
What's the matter with poor, poor me?
