Close, even if I talked more I couldn't be her You, you prefer your girls rough I couldn't do that Bye bye lover Hoped to hear from you again But you took ninety of me When you gave only ten Bye bye lover Hoped to hear from you again But we were four instead of three You could never write about me Like ash in your special tray, you forgot to blow away Close, even if I talked more I couldn't be her You, you prefer your girls rough I couldn't do that Bye bye lover Hoped to hear from you again But you took ninety of me When you gave only ten Bye bye lover Hoped to hear from you again But we were four instead of three You could never write about me