Baby Bye Bye

Listening to the big guy's new CD laying in bed

The one his producer thinks he never shoulda made

But it gets me going, gets me into the shower

What a shock to be awake at this early hour

And you're gone

It was time to fly

And all that's left

Is the fact we tried

So thanks for the tunes

And thanks for the time

You're gone now

Baby bye bye

Them guys from Orange County, man, do they wail?

Shakes my brain and it shakes my tail

New girl on top of me, will this work out?

I retreat to the kitchen and sort it all out

And you're gone

You left your keys on the table

And on the bed you left a rose

And a note that said, "My CD's won't fit in the car

You can keep 'em I s'pose"

This disc was left out in the sun, it's warped and it's hissing

I can't place the voice and the insert's missing

I turn off the phone so if you don't call it's all right

And maybe I won't listen to nothing tonight

And you're gone