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Whoa-oh-oh,
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Whoa,whoa,whoa,whoa,whoa
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Whoa-oh-oh,
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Whoa,whoa,whoa,whoa,whoa,
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In the lonely night,
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I wake up to find,
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Someone else's boy,
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Always on my mind,
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But he doesn't know,
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How much I really love him so.
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Whoa,whoa,whoa,whoa,whoa,
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Though it isn't right,
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When I dream like this,
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I long to hold him tight,
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And to taste his kiss,
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And then I wake to find,
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He's someone else's boy,
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Not mi-i-i-i-ine.
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(chorus)
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Whenever I see them together,
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It breaks my poor heart in two,
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I know that I should forget him,
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"Cause he's her guy,
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But what can I do?
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Whoa,whoa,whoa whoa,
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How I hope and pray,
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To the Lord above,
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To send me down a boy,
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One that I can love,
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Who'll be mine alone,
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And not someone else's boy.
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(repeat from chorus)
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Someone Elses Boy
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| connie francis |
