Sarah Vaughan

Every night your line is busy,
All that buzzin makes me dizzy.
Couldnt count on all my fingers
All the dates you had with swingers.
Bye-bye.
Bye, baby.
Im gonna kiss you goodbye
And walk right through that doorway.
So long.
Im leaving.
This is the last time well meet
On the street going your way.
Dont look surprised
You know youve buttered your bread.
Now its fair
You should stare
At the back of my head.
If you write a letter to me
My former friend
Dont you end
With an R.S.V.P.
(Thanks to mook for these lyrics)
[ Peter Gunn Lyrics ]