One..two..three... hey there little girl make up your mind and tell what you wanna do so sick and tired of all your little games the ones I never said I wanna play with you... twenty years of loneliness and then you finally find the one no longer lonely now it's all about makin' love wake up the next morning regretting what you've done guess the deed's not enough to soothe the soul...yea well it's these superstitious points of view that keep me hangin' by a thread onto you without you, I would not be anyone of importance and that's why I'm over you hey yea...yeah... said I'm over you silly boss doesn't have a clue as to what I do still he demands more from me anyway his world revolves around his countless dollar bills what's the value of my life if all I do is work everyday, yea... it's these superstitious points of view that keep hangin' by a thread onto you and without you, I would not be anyone of importance and that's why I'm over you said I'm (I'm...I'm...) over you hey... I'm...I'm...I'm...over you... hey, yea... it's these superstitious points of view that keep hangin' by a thread onto you, yea... and without you, I would not be anyone of importance and that's why I'm over you yeah, yea... it's these superstitious points of view that keep hangin' by a thread onto you (onto you..ooh) and without you, I would not be anyone of importance and that's why that's why...