Jeff Beck
Peter Gunn
Every night your line is busy,All that buzzin' makes me dizzy.Couldn't count on all my fingersAll the dates you had with swingers.Bye-bye.Bye, baby.I'm gonna kiss you goodbyeAnd walk right through that doorway.So long.I'm leaving.This is the last time we'll meetOn the street going your way.Don't look surprisedYou know you've buttered your bread.Now it's fairYou should stareAt the back of my head.If you write a letter to me,My former friendDon't you endWith an R.S.V.P.
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