Our last kiss

held no hint

just smoke and a little touch of mint

and now you're walking out the door



No broken china

on the floor by the couch

no hollow tipped attack

to put you on the out

you're simply leaving me

not dressed to be alone

we brought forth see this coming on



Roll out your magic ride

for the next man

put on a pretty face

you'll always win



I see you

up on Broadway

arm and arm with some bright young man

you keep walking

in a different direction

and I would wish you well if I had the chance



Roll out your magic ride

for the next man

put on a pretty face

you'll always win



Now do we find

back on the starting line

for once in my life

I feel that I would be rested



I dial you in on the telephone

just to hear that ring beat

put on my coat

and walk out that door

went down a different street



Roll out your magic ride

for the next man

put on a pretty face

you'll always win



Roll out your magic ride

for the next man

put on a pretty face

you'll always win



Now do we find

back on the starting line

for once in my life

I feel that I would be rested