She - The Monkees

Words and Music by

Tommy Boyce and Bobby Hart

She, she told me that she loved me,

And like a fool I believed her from the start.

She, she said she'd never hurt me,

But then she turned around and broke my heart

Why am I standing here,

Missing her and wishing she were here.

She only did me wrong;

I'm better off alone.

She, she devoured all my sweet love,

Took all I had and then she fed me dirt.

She, she laughed while I was cryin'.

It was such a joke to see the way it hurt.

Why am I standing here,

Missing her and wishing she were here.

She only did me wrong;

I'm better off alone.

And now I know just why she

Keeps me hangin' 'round.

She needs someone to walk on,

So her feet don't touch the ground.

But I love her,

I need her,

I want her.

Yea! Yea! Yea! Yea! Yea! Yea! She!

Why am I standing here,

Missing her and wishing she were here.

She only did me wrong now;

I'm better off alone.

Why am I missing her?

I should be kissing her.

(Repeat and fade last two lines)