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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" It says, I don't like this And I don't like that This is such a dirty town Well, I've spent all your money And it won't be back Goodbye, Valentine Well, I'm feeling so much better Yes, I'm livin' like a king I'm on my second bottle of Dr. Good And by now I don't feel a thing Well, I hope you're happy Have a real good time 'Cause you know I'll do the same Yes, I will Yes, I will Yes, I will Later on, I don't remember Valentine was on the telephone She said, "I'm living with my mother And I'm bored, now can I come home? Now can I come home?" I don't like this Don't like that Well, excuse me, what's your name? But it's too late now 'Cause I've changed my mind It's goodbye, Valentine You can take your silly hat collection And your sixty pairs of shoes Your Madona records always were a pain Your suitcase full of sequins Take your bean bag too This is goodbye, Valentine Goodbye, Valentine Well, I don't like this And I don't like that, no This is goodbye, Valentine
