What's the matter with you, pops? You sure look beat about the gills, this bright.
Oh, man, that soft cut out on me.
What you sayin'?
Yes, she copped a final on me.
I know you was too proud.
Solid M-O, man, but that's the last time for that jive.
I know you gonna tell her somethin'.

For the last time, I cried over you.
For the last time, I sighed over you.
I found out I can do without you.
Never thought that I could,
Never dreamed that I would.
Be feeling like I do, and not be feeling blue.
For the first time, there's a song in my heart,
Since the last time we drifted apart;
And when you said: "I'm afraid it's all over."
That was the first time I knew,
For the last time, now, I cried over you!

For the last time, for the very last time, baby.
For the last time, your daddy has cried... cried over you!

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Writer(s): CAB CALLOWAY, FRANK FROEBA, JACK PALMER