Sometimes, you've got to take your chances on your own
You've got to leave the past and take your chances all alone
It ain't so bad, it ain't so bad
You know you ain't so bad

Don't call pretty baby, 'cause they can't use you no more
The party's over, your fabulous friends have all gone
You ain't coming back, you're never coming back
Goodbye to all that, goodbye to all that

No sugar kisses for last years girl, huh?
No fond farewell for the goodbye girl, huh?

Where have all your good times
Where have all your good times
Gone gone gone gone
Gone gone gone gone
They're all gone

We're singing your song
'Cause you're the goodbye girl
We're singing your song
We're saying so long
Where have all your good times
Where have all your good times
Where have all your good times
Where have all your good times
Gone gone gone gone
Gone gone gone gone
Gone gone gone gone
Gone gone gone gone

They're all gone

It's over

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Writer(s): JAY ASTON