Listening to the big guy's new CD laying in bed
The one his producer thinks he never shoulda made
But it gets me going gets me into the shower
What a shock to be awake at this early hour

And you're gone
It was time to fly
And all that's left
Is the fact that we tried
So thanks for the tunes
And thanks for the time
You're gone now
Baby Bye Bye

Them guys from Orange County man do they wail
Shakes my brain and it shakes my tail
New girl on top of me, will this work out
I retreat to the kitchen and sort it all out

And you're gone...

You left your keys on the table
And on the bed you left a rose
And a note that said my CDs won't fit in the car
You can keep 'em I s'pose

This disc was left out in the sun
It's warped and it's hissing
I can't place the voice and the insert's missing
I turn off the phone so if you don't call it's all right
And maybe I won't listen to nothing tonight

And you're gone...