Please, please don't stop smiling at me, 'cause I can't bet a thought that you don't really mean this.
Please, please let me think you are thinking of me, of me.
You're probably tired of seeing me dying everytime I sing a song.
It's all kind of useless and it makes me even a bit more depressed than I already am.
And you have to tell me if I am annoying, 'cause I can still move to Africa.