| I wish that someone would come sit you down |
| And tell you that old classic story about |
| A typical man, didn’t know what he had |
| How he ended up heartbroken sad |
| She got tired of waiting there by the phone |
| All those «I owe you’s"and dinners alone |
| He wanted her back, but it was too late |
| I wish they’d say |
| If you don’t give her your Saturday nights |
| And tell her she’s pretty, take her dancing sometimes |
| If you don’t hold her and show her how good love can feel |
| Then somebody will |
| Somebody will |
| Somebody will |
| A woman just wants to know that you care |
| And tell her you need her, run your hands through her hair |
| Put a light in her eyes and don’t let her go |
| And by now you should know |
| If you don’t give her your Saturday nights |
| And tell her she’s pretty, take her dancing sometimes |
| If you don’t hold her and show her how good love can feel |
| Then somebody will |
| Somebody will |
| Somebody will |
| Somebody will |
| Somebody will |
| Somebody will |
| I wish that someone would come sit you down |