the man is lying on his back
his free hand grabs a cigarette
and though she touches him
he doesn’t move an inch

he’s blowing clouds up in the air
smokes and looks like Jean Gabin
and though she touches him
he doesn’t move an inch

where love has gone I don’t love it there
where love has gone evil is released
where love has gone I tell myself that I don’t care
but where love has gone it’s out of reach

and now she’s sitting up in bed
gazing at him through the dark
and though she touches him
he doesn’t move an inch

where love has gone I don’t love it there
where love has gone evil is released
where love has gone I tell myself that I don’t care
but where love has gone it’s out of reach

he acts so difficult and tough
he doesn’t know what it’s about
it’s lousy and not good enough
and he is bound to be found out
if I don’t drink as much as him
he will think that I’m a bore
I know exactly what he thinks
he doesn’t see me anymore
dealing with a little kid
giving in to any whim
but I know how to handle him
tonight I’m gonna dance with him

she asks him what he thinks
he doesn’t answer
but still he pulls her close
but still he pulls her close

where love has gone I don’t love it there
where love has gone evil is released
where love has gone I tell myself that I don’t care
but where love has gone it’s out of reach