The Panic is on (George & Bert Clark, Winston Tharp, Thomas "Fats" Waller)
She left me this morning without any warning; the panic is on.
I’m crazy about her, I’m crazy without her!
The panic is on.
Why did she leave me, why did she leave me so blue and forlorn?
I’m up in the air now, I’m tearing my hair now;
The panic is on. How could she? What is the reason? I don’t know.
Maybe she is only teasin’: I hope so.
The river’s nearby, if she’s not here by tomorrow at dawn,
I guess I’ll jump in – I gotta do somethin’, the panic is on!