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I loved your home at Springfield and your chauffheur-driven JagBut the afternoons at the yacht squadron really are a dragYour country home at Aldgate, your horses and your friendsThe alcoholic sunsets, the pleasure never endsI've just begun to notice the cold steel in your eyesSo I say to you goodbye as she goes on asking whyI've spoken to your father he's a self made millionaireDo you know where his factories are? Do you know who lives there?In squashy little red-brick houses far away from hereThey're ugly and they're all the same, the neighbours live so nearThe way my famliy's living there you'd not believe your eyesSo I say to you goodbye as she goes on asking whyYour brother's learning how to drive the jag in your back yardYour father sits and tells me about how he's worked so hardYour mother's introducting me with patronising graceTo all her bridge friends in the salon, little cakes and laceMy mothers working nightshift now, she's working till she diesSo I say to you goodbye, as she goes on asking whyYour fathers firm owns factories not far from where we stayThe chimneys spewing thick black smoke across the night and dayThe people live and work down there underneath that cloud of smogThe kids' backyards are small and bare, too small to keep a dogDon't tell me that they like it there, that's certainly a lieLetras de cancionesSo I say to you goodbye as she goes on asking whyPlease don't cry, you'll find a lover very soon I'm sureA gentleman who'll bring you roses and lay them at your doorIt's not because your rich but 'cause you're not prepared to thinkThe higher daddy rises, the more his workers sinkYou won't wake up in time my lady, you won't realizeSo I say to you goodbye as she goes on asking whySo I say goodbye. From Letras Mania