Thinking aloud, the passengers edge subtly away Head like a cloud, because of a girl again Would you read about it, read about it You were the one, you were the one for me last week Part of a crowd, I'm eighteen again Would you credit that, would you take it back from me Oh, why should it be Davy Jones or me and now How can I compete, when I'm such an easybeat Oh, why does he seem to make you cry Oh, why does he seem to make you cry Some other guy, some other guy that you'll never meet Has stolen your heart, doesn't make sense to me When I'm here for you, here for you right now Oh, why should it be Davy Jones or me and now How can I compete, when I'm such an easybeat Oh, why does he seem to make you cry Oh, why does he seem to make you cry