All Your Goodies Are Gone

(albüm: Up For The Down Stroke - 1974)

I am through with you
Baby, I refuse to be blue
Let hurt put you in the loser's seat [x5]
Let hurt put you behind the wheel (hurt put you in the loser's seat [x3])
Shame, shame on me
For thinking that I could possibly be
The exclusive one of your choice
In this world infested with boys
Well, now I know that I am first on your list
And if I leave, I'm gonna be missed
I cannot take a chance on you
It's so easy to become number two
And I refuse to be blue
Baby, I'm crying you will lose
Let hurt put you in the loser's seat [x5]
Let hurt put you behind the wheel (hurt put you in the loser's seat [x3])
Let you see how does it feel (let you see how it feels)
To be un-for-real (to be un-for-real)
To be without a love of your own (without a love of your own)
And all your goodies are gone (all your goodies are gone)
All your goodies are gone (all your goodies are gone) [x2]
So good
I had known that your love was good
But it don't rectify how I'll cry
If you ever say goodbye
I refuse to be blue
Meaning, I'm cutting you a-loose
Let hurt put you in the loser's seat [x5]
Let hurt put you behind the wheel (hurt put you in the loser's seat [x3])
Let you see how it feels (let you see how it feels)
To be un-for-real (to be un-for-real)
To be without a love of your own (without a love of your own)
And all your goodies are gone (all your goodies are gone)
All your goodies are gone (all your goodies are gone) [x2]
All your goodies are gone [x10]