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...