Lisa Roman what ll i do

Ohh... Ohh...
Ohh... Ohh...
What'll I do without you around,
And my words won't pun, my pennies won't pound,
And oh, and my Frisbee flies to the ground,
What'll I do without you
What'll I say without you to talk to,
No one to serve or volley the ball to,
You write the words but I miss the volume,
What'll I say without you
Oh I don't know what to do with myself
Now that I'm here and...
... and you're gone
Oh oh oh eh eh,
Ah ah ah eh eh,
Oh oh oh oh eh eh...
Oh oh oh oh eh eh,
Ah ah ah eh eh,
Oh oh oh oh eh eh...
Gone oh oh oh eh eh,
Ah ah ah eh eh,
Oh oh oh oh eh eh...
Oh oh oh oh eh eh,
Ah ah ah eh eh,
Oh oh oh oh eh eh...
What'll I do when you've gone away,
And my ball won't pin, my records won't play
And all of my hours limp into days,
What'll I do without you
What'll I do now that you're gone,
And my boat won't row, my bus doesn't come,
And I have the fingers, you've got the thumb,
What'll I do without you
Oh I don't know what to do with myself
Now that I'm here and...
...and you're gone
Oh oh oh eh eh,
Ah ah ah eh eh,
Oh oh oh oh eh eh...
Ohh...
What'll I do without you around,
And my words won't pun, my pennies won't pound,
And oh, and my Frisbee flies to the ground,
What'll I do without you
What'll I say without you to talk to,
No one to serve or volley the ball to,
You write the words but I miss the volume,
What'll I say without you
Ohh... without you...
Oh oh oh oh eh eh,
Ah ah ah eh eh,
Oh oh oh oh eh eh...
(without you)
Oh oh oh oh eh eh,
Ah ah ah eh eh,
Oh oh oh oh eh eh...
(without you)
Oh oh oh oh eh eh,
Ah ah ah eh eh,
Oh oh oh oh eh eh...
(without you)
Oh oh oh oh eh eh,
Ah ah ah eh eh,
Oh oh oh oh eh eh...