If i call up on younwould you lie like I donwould you cover it with liesnwho knowsnnguess this ain't no livingnafter all I've given younI hate to say goodbyenyou knownyou were gone boynsaid and donennand all these smooth flavoursnall in one handnwe could be as one tonightnanything at all nto get it back againnnAnd if you talk about moneynif you talk about honestynif you ask yourself well wherendid it endnyou are gone boynyour soul's on the runnnand all these smooth flavoursnall in one handnwe could be as one tonightnanything at all you will findnthat nothing is as good as thisnanything at allnto get it back againnget it back againnno, no, no