Little Girl Blue

Sit there, hmm, count your fingers.
What else, what else is there to do?
Oh, and I know how you feel,
I know you feel that youre through.
Oh ah -wah-ah sit there, hmm, count,
Ah, count your little fingers,
My unhappy, oh, little girl, little girl blue, yeah.
Oh sit there, oh count those raindrops
Oh, feelem falling down, honey, all around you.
Honey, dont you know its time?
I feel its time,
Somebody told you, cause you got to know,
That all you ever gonna have to count on,
Or gonna wanna lean on,
Its gonna feel just like those raindrops do,
When theyre falling down, honey, all around you.
Oh, I know youre unhappy.
Oh sit there, ah, go on, go on
And count your fingers.
I dont know what else, what else,
Honey, have you got to do.
And I know how you feel,
And I know you aint got no reason to go on,
And I know you feel that you must be through.
Oh honey, go on and sit right back down.
I want you to count, oh, count your fingers,
Ah, my unhappy, my unlucky
And my little, oh, girl blue.
I know youre unhappy,
Ooh ah, honey, I know,
Baby, I know, just how you feel.