I've got some trouble in choosin'
All the girls I keep losin'
Sometimes they come from the past
Each time I'm wondering how long would it last
I'd like to start once again
But will she give me a second chance
Which is what I don't deserve
But I'm a slave, now, a-ready to serve
Never was the right guy
For the girls who were right for me
And all the ones that I loved
They come and they go since so many years before
Your glance can set me on fire
Pervaded by sly desire
Disheartened first, then surprised
Cause in the end I always win my prize