I hear singing and there′s no one there
I smell blossoms and the trees are bare
All day long I seem to walk on air
I wonder why, I wonder why
I keep tossing in my sleep at night
And what's more I′ve lost my appetite
Stars that used to twinkle in the sky
I think are in my eyes
I wonder why
Louis, you don't need no analyzin', man
It is not so surprising
That you feel very strange but nice
My heart goes pitter-patter
Louis, I know what′s the matter
Because I′ve been there once or twice
Put your head on my shoulder
You need someone who's older
A rubdown with a velvet glove
There is nothing you can take
To remove that pleasant ache
You′re not sick, Louis, you're in love
Don′t need analyzin'
It is not so surprising
That you feel very strange but nice
My heart goes pitter-patter
Louis, I know what′s the matter
Because I've been there once or twice
Drape your head on my shoulder
You need someone who's older
A rubdown with a velvet glove
There is nothing you can take
To remove that groovy ache
You′re not sick, Satch, you′re in love
You're not sick, Pops, you′re in love
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