Jack Packer - What Will I Do? Lyrics
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What Will I Do?
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What Are The Lyrics For What Will I Do? By Jack Packer?
Dumb dumb dooby dooby
Dumb dumb dooby dooby Dumb dumb dooby doo wop Dumb dumb dooby dooby Dumb dumb dooby dooby Dumb dumb dooby doo wop If you decide to say goodbye You're gonna make my poor heart cry Oh,what, what what can it be But time will tell if you'll be true Or if you gonna leave me blue So I'll just wait-ait and see If you never gonna kiss me again And you never hug me again Oh, oh What will I do Oh my dear, I really try When you're out with another guy But I can't help feeling sad This hurt I have within my heart Is there because you want to part Why must you treat me bad Why do you want to leave You make my poor heart grieve Oh, oh What will I do And if you do remain You'll set me heart a flame Sure as the stars above You are the one I love Oh my dear I really try When you're out with another guy But I can't help feeling sad This hurt I have within my heart Is there because you want to part Why must you treat me bad Why do you want to leave You make my poor heart grieve Oh, oh What will I do Dumb dumb dooby dooby, Dumb dumb dooby dooby, Dumb dumb dooby doo wop Dumb dumb dooby dooby, Dumb dumb dooby dooby, Dumb dumb dooby doo wop Dumb dumb dooby dooby, Dumb dumb dooby dooby, Dumb dumb dooby doo wop Dumb dumb dooby dooby, Dumb dumb dooby dooby, Dumb dumb dooby doo wop |
Who Wrote What Will I Do? By Jack Packer?
Neil Diamond
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What's The Duration Of The What Will I Do? By Jack Packer?The duration of What Will I Do? is 2:00 minutes and seconds. |
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