DONNA. They passed me by. All of those great romances. Because of your. Robbing me. Of my rightful chances. My picture clear. Everything seemed so easy. But the you dealt me the blow. One of
SAM. Where are those happy days?. They seem so hard to find. I try to reach for you. But you have closed your mind. Whatever happened to our love?. I wish I understood. It used to be so nice.
SAM. I can't conceal it. Don't you see?. Can't you feel it? GIRLS (Pause). Say I do, I do, I do, I do, I do SAM. Donna, let's try it. You love me, don't deny it. GIRLS. Say I do? DONNA (Pause
call, don't hang up the line (Yeah, ayy). When the Hennessy's strong, all I see is you, is you, is you, oh you, ooh. Post-Chorus Troye Sivan. Oh, you, ooh. Verse Tate McRae. I'm good at overthinking. But
I work all night, I work all day, to pay the bills I have to pay. Ain't it sad. And still there never seems to be a single penny left for me. That's too bad. In my dreams I have a plan. If I got me a
HARRY. I can still recall. Our last summer. I still see it all. Walks along the Seine. Laughing in the rain. Our last summer. Memories that remain We made our way along the river. And we sat d
DONNA. Schoolbag in hand. She leaves home in the early morning. Waving goodbye. With an absent-minded smile. I watch her go. With a surge of that well-known sadness. And I have to sit down for
DONNA. I was cheated by you. And I think you know when. So I made up my mind, it must come to an end. Look at me now, will I ever learn?. I don't know how but I suddenly lose control. There's a
DONNA. I was cheated by you. And I think you know when. So I made up my mind, it must come to an end. Look at me now, will I ever learn?. I don't know how but I suddenly lose control. There's a
SAM. No more carefree laughter. Silence ever after. Walking through an empty house. Tears in my eyes. This is how the story ends. This is goodbye Knowing me, knowing you. There is nothing we ca
had good conversations, oh we used to. But I haven't been serious since high school. Maybe I'm the one to blame (Blame). Mm-hmm. But in real life it's not the same, no, oh. Chorus Tate McRae & Khalid
No more carefree laughter. Silence ever after. . Walking through an empty house. Tears in your eyes. This is how the story ends. This is goodbye. . Knowing me, knowing you. There is nothing w