Eight years, eight years
That's how long I've wasted on him
That's all, I'm through
Albert dear, to put it sweetly to hell with you
What did I ever see in him?
How did I ever get involved that way?
Now that it's over I can smile and say
What did I ever see in him?
Boy, I was way out on a limb
Now that my feet are on the ground again
Now that my senses have been found again
What did I ever see in him?
Is he tender? No, he's not
Is he thoughtful? No, he's not
Am I crazy?
What's he's got that I found so damned appealing?
What did he ever do for me?
Well, to be honest, he was sometimes nice
But still it wasn't worth that awful price
It was rough from the start
Broken dates, broken nails, broken heart
How did I ever?
Why did I ever?
What did I ever?
Do we need them? No, we don't
Do we want them? No, we don't
Will we leave them? No, we won't
Tell me what did I say that for?
What did we ever see in them?
How could we ever think that they were nice?
Take it from us we pay an awful price
It was rough from the start
Broken dates, broken nails, broken heart
What did we ever see in him?

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