I searched around for you last night
But you were so out of sight
Not a message left now
Or a note
The answerphones not playing right
Dinners left without a bite
The teles showing
Murder she wrote
So where do you go
Where do you go
I'd really like to know
Where do you go
I've called your folks I've called your friends
All it leads to is dead ends
The phone is too hot
To hold
All my money that you spend
Makes me go to my wits end
I think I'm going to sell
All your gold
I've checked the bed I've checked the yard
Youve not even left a card
To tell me what youve really
Been up to
This relationship is hard
It's not as if a guest has starred
It's time I left and never
Paid my dues