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Dolly Good-bye! Good-bye!... Good-bye, good-bye, good-bye, good-bye, good-bye, good-bye. Don't try and stop me, Horace, please. Wave your little hand and whisper "So long dearie," you ain't gonna see me anymore. But when you discover that your life is dreary, don't you come a-knocking at my door. For I'll be all dolled up and singing that song that says "You dog, I told you so." So wave your little hand and whisper "So long dearie," dearie should have said "So long," so long ago. Because you treat me all rotten and rough, I've had enough of feelin' low. So wave your little hand and whisper "So long, dearie," dearie should have "So long"....... so long ago. For I can hear that Choochoo callin' me on, to a fancy new address. Yes, I can hear that Choochoo callin' me on, on board that "Happiness Express." I'm gonna learn to dance and drink and smoke a cigarette. I'm go'n as far away from Yonkers as a girl can get. Don't come a-knocking, I'll be all dolled up and singin' that song that say "You dog, I told you so." So, Horace, you will find your life a sad old story, when you see your Dolly shuffle off to glory. Oh, I should have said "So long"....... So long ago. Visit the Policy Page |