GOODBYE VALENTINE (I. Davies)
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We were living in this matchbox
Well, it must be quite some time
I was slaving at the steel mill
Every day on the production line
And I came home one summer evening
The place was empty, ain`t that strange?
She left a message on the mirror
In pink lipstick she signed her name
It said, I don`t like this
And I don`t like that
And I`m gonna hit the town
Yes, I`m leaving you
And I won`t be back
Goodbye, Valentine
So I called up all my best friends
I said, "hey, boys, just come around"
We`ve howling like a gang of alley cats
We`ve up and down and hanging `round the main
The postman woke me in the morning
He was banging on my door
He said, "I got a postcard from Jamaica
And a telegram from New York"
It says, I don`t like this
And I don`t like that
This is such a dirty town
Well, I`ve spent all your money
And it won`t be back
Goodbye, Valentine
Well, I`m feeling so much better
Yes, I`m livin` like a king
I`m on my second bottle of Dr. Good
And by now I don`t feel a thing
Well, I hope you`re happy
Have a real good time
`Cause you know I`ll do the same
Yes, I will
Yes, I will
Yes, I will
Later on, I don`t remember
Valentine was on the telephone
She said, "I`m living with my mother
And I`m bored, now can I come home?
Now can I come home?"
I don`t like this
Don`t like that
Well, excuse me, what`s your name?
But it`s too late now
`Cause I`ve changed my mind
It`s goodbye, Valentine
You can take your silly hat collection
And your sixty pairs of shoes
Your Madona records always were a pain
Your suitcase full of sequins
Take your bean bag too
This is goodbye, Valentine
Goodbye, Valentine
Well, I don`t like this
And I don`t like that, no
This is goodbye, Valentine