I met her on a strip It was another lost weekend The band was too slick And the people were twisted So I asked her for a date She reluctantly agreed
Then we went to my place And she never did leave She won't even miss me when she's gone And that's okay with me I'll cry later on It's been six months She hasn't shut up once I've tried to explain
She's driving me insane She won't even miss me when she's gone And that's okay with me I'll cry later on Talk to ya laterTalk to ya later
Talk to ya later
I'll just see you around Get out I'm telling you now Do you catch my drift What could be plainer than this Nothin' more to be said
Write me a letter instead I don't mean to be cruel But I'm finished with you She won't even miss me when she's gone
That's okay with me I'll cry later on Talk to ya later
Talk to ya later
Talk to ya later
I'll just see you around.
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