The telephone`s bin ringin`
Ringin` off the wall
It`s your Las Vegas lawyer
Another long distance call
He says you get the house and the car
And I get the clothes I got on
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Now she`s gone
Long, long, long, long gone
Now I`m a happy boy
She`s long, long, long, long gone
Operator get me Manhattan
Get my baby on the line
Sooner or later she`s gotta realize
That all my feelin`s were for real
But maybe she was leadin` me on
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She took the Frigidair
She got my favourite chair
You could say she got the best of me
It`s like a legal crime
But in a matter of time
She`ll be back for the rest of me