Natalie Portman — Ozma

I'm telling you a story now Of something that's wrong This has been developing Since nineteen eighty-one

Maybe she's alone Maybe she's alone What can i do? What can i do?

There's nothing There's nothing There's nothing i can do

If I'm a proper jewish boy Will her family love me? Can't stand to see her on the stage And know she's not thinking of me

Maybe she'll be hearing this But probably she won't (probably she won't) Possibly she has desires But probably she don't (probably she don't)

There's nothing I can do