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What should you do Oo, Oo, Oo; It's a puzzling thing Oo, Oo, Oo,
What should I do, do, do, do, do, do, do
I (It's a puzzling thing) really want to know, know, know, know
Somebody's got to get up and tell me (What should he do) yeah, yeah
I really, really, really (It's a puzzling thing) want to know, know, know
(What should he do) My mind tells me to forget her
(It's a puzzling thing) My heart says love her, love her true, yeah
(What should he do) Which one, which one should I rely on
(It's a puzzling thing)
Somebody's got to get up and tell me what should I do
I really got to (What should he do) know, know, know, know, know, know (Follow your heart boy yeah)
Somebody, somebody please, please tell me, tell me
(Follow your heart hey, hoo) I really, really, really want to know,
Know, know, (Follow your heart boy yeah) know yeah Somebody's got to get up and tell me, tell me (Follow your heart hey hoo) tell me,
Tell me, tell me
She treats me sweet, sometimes yeah (It's a puzzling thing)
Then she treats me so untrue, true, true, true, true
(What should he do)
Which one, which one should I rely on (It's a puzzling thing)
Somebody come on, tell me what should I do
I really got to know, (What should he do) know, know, know, know
(Follow your heart boy yeah) Yeah, I asked my mother, my father, my sister, and my brother
Somebody's got (Follow your heart, hey, hoo) to tell me, yeah
I really want to know, know, know, know (Follow your heart boy yeah)
I really, really got to know (Follow your heart, hey, hoo)
Mother said, it's hard to make a decision (My son)
But love is a part of life (My son)
Have faith, have faith in all you do son
And make that girl your wife (Make that girl your wife)
My mind tells me to forget her (It's a puzzling thing)
My heart says no, no, no, siree, yeah (What should he do)
Which one, which one should I rely on
(It's a puzzling thing) Somebody's got to tell me,
What should it be; I really, really, really (What should he do)
Got to know, know, know, know, know (Follow your heart boy, yeah)
Somebody's got to get up and tell me, yeah
(Follow your heart, hey, hoo) I really, really, really, got to know
(Follow your heart boy, yeah)
I asked my mother, my father, my sister,
Writer(s): Van Mccoy
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