Get out of town before it's too late, my love
Get out of town, be good to me please
Why wish me harm? Why not retire to a farm,
And be contented to charm the birds off the trees?
Just disappear, I care for you too much,
And when you are near, close to me, dear, we touch too much
The thrill when we meet is so bittersweet
That darling, it's getting me down
So on your mark, get set, get out of town