Every night he would just fight
For some time in the spotlight
If you wait
'Til tomorrow, babe
All your pain
And your sorrow, babe
Will be gone, gone, gone
Gone, gone, g-gone, gone
I fell ill to right to the bill
It's yellow, it is my wife
If you wait
'Til tomorrow, babe
All your pain
And your sorrow, babe
Will be gone, gone, gone
Gone, gone, g-gone
Gone, gone, gone
Gone, gone, g-gone, gone
Hey, you, babe, look at you
I got a book you should read
Oh, is that what you say?
You got a book for me?
La, la, la
La, la, la, la, la
