I'm gonna kiss you goodbye and go right through that doorway
I'm through now with you now
If you write a letter to me
Bye, bye, bye, baby
This is the last time we'll meet on the street going your way
Tomorrow I may be splittin' to Britain or Norway
My former friend, don't you end with an R.S.V.P.
Now that I heard all that jazzing whereas I have had it, I've had it
I'm going bye, bye, I'm moving
All the dates you had with swingers
So baby it's au revouir
So long, I'm leaving
Don't look surprised, you know you've buttered your bread
I'm saying bye, bye, bye baby
Couldn't count on all my fingers
So now it's fair, you should stare at the back of my head
