Bryan Adams - Long Gone Lyrics
The telephones bin ringin - ringin off the wallIts your las vegas lawyer - another long distance callHe says you get the house and the carAnd I get the clothes I got onNow shes goneLong, long, long, long goneNow Im a happy boyShes long, long, long, long goneOperator get me manhatten - get my baby on the lineSooner or later shes gotta realizeThat all my feelins were for realBut maybe she was leadin me onChorusShe took the frigidaireShe got my favorite chairYou could say she got the best of meIts like a legal crimeBut in a matter of timeShell be back for the rest of me