I'm searching for my baby,
  Well I think I'm gonna cry.
  I'm searching for my baby,
  I think I'm gonna cry, yeah.
  I can't find that woman,
  No matter how hard I try.
  
  Well I've got myself a car,
  And the thing is painted blue.
  Well I've got myself a car,
  And that thing is painted blue.
  But no matter what's done to me baby,
  I guess I'll always be blue.
  
  
  I got a hundred and fifty things,
  Now all I gotta find is you.
  I got a hundred and fifty things,
  Now all I gotta find is you.
  And if the Nazz don't help me baby,
  You better forget about me too.