If You Can't Have It -- Knock It - The Cowsills

Here she comes head lifted high

Toward the sun won’t look in my eye

I don’t care

Plays it cool while all the men watch

I won’t be fooled into thinking

She’s God’s best

Lonely nights I am tired of being alone

Few friends, wish I had someone

Then here she comes making me

Look at the things I can’t have

I don’t wanna look anymore

Make me face my everyday chore everyday

Lonely nights I am tired of living alone

Few friends wish I had someone

Then here she comes making me

Look at the things I can’t have

Here she comes head lifted high

Toward the sun won’t look in my eye

I don’t care