With hoopla earrings and a bandage on her ankle
She came up here with her closest distant cousin
Someone pulled a knife and buttered his role
While they were on the dance floor doing the stroll
There will be talk but it's only talk
Your time's up, she said, the laudry's on spin
We'll dry it out tomorrow in the hot desert wind
Pack it in Bud, you old sorry sack of bones
You were king of nothing much
and now you're overthrown
You can't put a fence up on land you don't own
and never say goodbye forever on the telephone
Uh-uh...
Never say goodbye forever on the telephone
Never say goodbye forever on the telephone
Never say goodbye forever on the telephone
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