I just got off my little road trip
I'm gonna have to say goodbye
I flung right through my little red rug,
I wasn't gonna sit and cry
I took out every pretty girl in town
They danced with me, and as I held them
All I did was talk about you,
but there's just no getting over you
There ain't no girl in my little red book
who could ever replace you,
And each girl in my little red book
knows you're the one I'm thinking of
Oh, won't you please come back
Without your precious love,
Oh, dear, oh, don't talk about me
Dear David, I've got to cry
There's just no getting over you
Oh, won't you please come back,
cause without your fresh love
Well, can't love me, I need you so much
Oh, I need one talk, talk about you
See your name and I start to cry
I never just know getting over you
Oh, I need one talk, talk about you
See your name and I start to cry
I never just know getting over you