"I Just Don't Know What To Do With Myself" lyrics

"I Just Don't Know What To Do With Myself"
(originally by Chuck Jackson)

I just don't know what to do with myself
I don't know just what to do with myself
I'm so used to doing everything with you
Planning everything for two
But now that we're through

I just don't know what to do with my time
I'm so lonesome for you it's a crime

Going to a movie only makes me sad
Parties make me feel as bad
When I'm not with you
I just don't know what to do

Like a summer rose
Needs the sun and rain
I need your sweet love
To ease all the pain

Like a summer rose
Needs the sun and rain
I need your sweet love
To ease all the pain

I just don't know what to do with myself
I don't know just what to do with myself
Baby, if your new love ever turns you down
Come back, I will be around
Just waiting for you
I don't know what else to do
I don't know what else to do


Writer(s): Burt F. Bacharach, Hal David
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