I'm so bent all out of shape Baby can you set me straight Set me back up on the square I hope it's not too late We had a quarrel, a lover's spat Now i'm wondering Where my mind was at Let's set this thing right Before the night is through Every now and then I feel this way I cried the whole night long Every now and then I call your name I'm sorry, i'm sorry I'm not ashamed Tell me now Don't hesitate I'm so bent all out of shape If you still care Set this straight I hope it's not too late