Peter Gunn

Every night your line is busy

All that buzzin' makes me dizzy

Couldn't count on all my fingers

All the dates you had with swingers

Bye-bye

Bye baby

I'm gonna kiss you goodbye

And walk right through that doorway

So long

I'm leaving

This is the last time we'll meet

On the street going your way

Don't look surprised

You know you've buttered your bread

Now it's fair

You should stare

At the back of my head

If you write a letter to me

My former friend

Don't you end

With an R S V P