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