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GOODBYE VALENTINE (I. Davies)-----------------------------We were living in this matchboxWell, it must be quite some timeI was slaving at the steel millEvery day on the production lineAnd I came home one summer eveningThe place was empty, ain't that strange?She left a message on the mirrorIn pink lipstick she signed her nameIt said, I don't like thisAnd I don't like thatAnd I'm gonna hit the townYes, I'm leaving youAnd I won't be backGoodbye, ValentineSo I called up all my best friendsI said, &quothey, boys, just come around&quotWe've howling like a gang of alley catsWe've up and down and hanging 'round the mainThe postman woke me in the morningHe was banging on my doorHe said, &quotI got a postcard from JamaicaAnd a telegram from New York&quotIt says, I don't like thisAnd I don't like thatThis is such a dirty townWell, I've spent all your moneyAnd it won't be backGoodbye, ValentineWell, I'm feeling so much betterYes, I'm livin' like a kingI'm on my second bottle of Dr. GoodAnd by now I don't feel a thingWell, I hope you're happyHave a real good time'Cause you know I'll do the sameYes, I willYes, I willYes, I willLater on, I don't rememberValentine was on the telephoneShe said, &quotI'm living with my motherAnd I'm bored, now can I come home?Now can I come home?&quotI don't like thisDon't like thatWell, excuse me, what's your name?But it's too late now'Cause I've changed my mindIt's goodbye, ValentineYou can take your silly hat collectionAnd your sixty pairs of shoesYour Madona records always were a painYour suitcase full of sequinsTake your bean bag tooThis is goodbye, ValentineGoodbye, ValentineWell, I don't like thisAnd I don't like that, noThis is goodbye, Valentine