Talk To Ya Later

I met her on the strip. It was another lost weekend. But the band was too slick. And the people were twisted. So I asked her for a date. She reluctantly agreed. And we went to my place. And she never did leave. She won't even miss me when she's gone. That's okay with me, I'll cry later on. It's been six months. She hasn't shut up once. I try to explain. She's driving me insane. She won't even miss me when she's gone. That's okay with me, I'll cry later on. I'll talk to you later. Don't wanna hear it again tonight. I'll talk to you later. Just save it for another guy. I'll talk to you later. Don't wanna hear it again tonight. I'll just see you around. Get out, I'm telling you now. Do you catch my drift? What could be plainer than this? Nothing more to be said. Write me a letter instead. I don't mean to be cruel. But I'm finished with you. She won't even miss me when she's gone. That's okay with me, I'll cry later on. I'll talk to you later. Don't wanna hear it again tonight. I'll talk to you later. Just save it for another guy. I'll talk to you later. Don't wanna hear it again tonight. I'll just see you around. I'll talk to you later. Don't wanna hear it again tonight. I'll talk to you later. Just save it for another guy. I'll talk to you later. Don't wanna hear it again tonight. I'll just see you around. I'll talk to you later. Don't wanna hear it again tonight. I'll talk to you later. Just save it, save it for another guy. Talk to you later. Don't wanna hear it again tonight.