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"
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"
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