You've got me never knowin' if I'm comin' or goin'
These old arms of mine miss having you around.
Always with half a kiss, you remind me of what I miss.
You're here for the day, gone for the week
But if you leave me a hundred times ,
a hundred times I'll take you back .
I'm yours whenever you want me I'm not too proud to shout it, tell the world about it