Goodbye, Valentine - Icehouse

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»

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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 Madonna 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