Goodbye, goodbye, goodbye, goodbye
Goodbye, goodbye, goodbye

Don't try to stop me Horace please
Wave your little hand and whisper, so long dearie
You ain't gonna see me anymore
And when you discover that your life is dreary
Don't you come a knockin' at my door

'Cause I'll be all dolled up and singin' 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've treated me so rotten and rough
I've had enough of feelin' low
So wave your little hand and whisper so long dearie
Dearie would have said so long, so long ago

For I can hear that choo choo callin' me on
To a fancy new address
Yes, I can hear that choo choo callin' me on
On board that happiness express

I'm gonna learn to dance
And drink and smoke a cigarette
I'm gone as far away from Yonkers
As a girl can get, so

And on those cold winter nights, Horace
You can snuggle up to your cash register
It's a little lumpy but it rings

Don't come a knockin'
I'll be all dolled up and singin' that song
That says you dog, I told you so

So Horace, you would find your life a sad old story
You'll be livin' in that lonesome territory
When you see your Dolly shuffle off to glory
Oh, I should have said so long

How could I have been wrong?
Oh, I should have said so long
So long ago