Goodbye - Clor, Luke Smith, Barry Dobbin

Goodbye, sweet stranger

Goodbye, my precious lover

I’ve got one thing on my mind

You’ll get yours and I’ll get mine

We need the touch of strangers

We crave those red hot strangers

I’ve got one thing on my mind

You’ll get yours

And I’ll get mine

I’ve got one thing on my mind

I’ll get yours

And you’ll get mine

It goes up and down and round and round and in and out and that’s how it goes

We go up and down and round and round and in and out and that’s how we go

Goodbye

Goodbye

Goodbye, goodbye

Goodbye

Goodbye

Goodbye, goodbye

Goodbye

Goodbye

Goodbye, goodbye

Goodbye

Goodbye

Goodbye, goodbye