Goodnight and thank you whoever
She's in every magazine, been photographed, seen
She is known
We don't like to rush but your case has been packed
If she's missed anything
You could give her a ring
But she won't always answer the phone

Oh but it's sad when a love affair dies
But we have pretended enough
It's best that we stop fooling ourselves

Which means

There is no-one, no-one at all
Never has been and never will be a lover
Male or female
Who hasn't an eye on
In fact they rely on
Tricks they can try on their partner
They're hoping their lover will help them or keep them
Support them, promote them
Don't blame them
You're the same

Goodnight and thank you Emilio
You've completed your task, what more can we ask of you now?
Please sign the book on your way out the door
That will be all
If she needs you she'll call
But I don't think that's likely somehow

Oh but it's sad when a love affair dies
But when we were hot we were hot
I know you'll look back on the good times we've shared

Which means

There is no-one, no-one at all
Never has been and never will be a lover
Male or female
Who hasn't an eye on
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Tricks they can try on their partner
They're hoping their lover will help them or keep them
Support them, promote them
Don't blame her
You're the same

There is no soap, no soap like Zazz
No detergent, lotion or oil with such power in the shower
It's the mother and father of luxury lather
The talk of the bath
The great ointment
One little frolic
With new Zazz kabbalic
Your scented
You'll be sent
Goodnight and thank you Senor Gabor
We are grateful you found her a spot on the sound radio
We'll think of you every time she's on the air
We'd love you to stay
But you'd be in the way
So do up your trousers and go

Oh but it's sad when a love affair dies
The decline into silence and doubt
Our passion was just too intense to survive

Which means

This is a club I should never have joined
Someone has made us look fools
Argentine men call the sexual shots
Someone has altered the rules

Fame on the wireless as far as it goes
Is all very well, but every girl knows

She needs a man she can monopolize
With fingers in dozens of different pies

Oh but it's sad when a love affair dies