The lady-in-waiting is a real bottled-blonde She smiles her smile full of sweet mockery We always got along She brings in the guy in some terrible shirts Looks kinda worn, so do we Then comes the big moment I know you, do you know me? Don't tell me that you're goin' Don't tell me that you're gone That I just saw you in the passin' And now you're movin' on I always liked your spark and repartee I even liked your song Don't tell me that you're goin' Don't tell me that you're gone You folded your cash with delicate style But threw it around when the cotton was high You said you'd been to London, and you'd seen Los Angeles But there was nothin' out there to beat these sad old streets You had everyone's number, you caught everyone's eye You could talk your way out and right back inside When you came to the door, buckle up for the ride 'Cause you were the rocket, you were the guy Don't tell me that you're goin' Don't tell me that you're gone That I just saw you in the passin' And now you're movin' on I always liked your spark and repartee I even liked your song Don't tell me that you're goin' Don't tell me that you're gone I was there on the ropes when you came to my side Blood in my mouth, sweat in my eyes But you wiped my poor pride And you whispered so kind, you said "This is your life" So give me your hand and I'll take my leave You're lost to the world, but I hope that you dream Of the rough, struck and loaded who called out your name Of the turns and affairs who tripped through your game Of the neon and rain that runs in your veins Of a dawn that never arrives Don't tell me that you're goin' Don't tell me that you're gone I just saw you in the passin' And now you're movin' on I always liked your spark and repartee I even liked your song Don't tell me that you're goin' Don't tell me that you're gone