Texty: Harry Connick, Jr.. Oh, My Nola. Someday.

Someday, you'll want me like I want you
But I'll be gone with somebody new
Someday, you will cry the way I did
You'll hang your head, but tears can't be hidden

You'll walk the floor day and night
Not a thing will be going right
Your nerves will keep you in despair
You'll be pulling out your hair

Someday, love will get you down you'll see
You're gonna suffer the way you've done for me

You'll walk the floor day and night
Not a thing will be going right
Your nerves will keep you in despair
Girl you'll be pulling out your hair

Someday, love will get you down you'll see
You're gonna suffer the way you've done for me
You're gonna suffer the way you've done for me