(sung)
Goodbye, goodbye, goodbye
Goodbye, goodbye, goodbye
Don't try to stop me Horace, please

Wave your little hand and whisper, "So long, dearie"
You ain't gonna see me anymore
But when you discover that your life is dreary
Don't you come a-knockin' on my door
'Cause I'll be all dolled up and singin' that song
That says you dog, I told you so
So wave your little hand and whisper, "So long, dearie"
Dearie, should've said, "So long" so long ago

Because you treated me so rotten and rough
I've had enough of feelin' low
So wave your little hand and whisper, "So long, dearie"
Dearie, should've said, "So long"
So long ago

For I can hear that choo-choo callin' me on
To a fancy new address
Yes, I can hear that choo-choo callin' me on
On board that happiness express
I'm gonna learn to dance and drink and smoke a cigarette
I'm goin' as far away from Yonkers as a girl can get, so
(spoken)
And on those cold winter nights, Horace
You can snuggle up to your cash register
It's a little lumpy, but it rings!

(sung)
Don't come a knockin'
I'll be all dolled up and singin' that song
That says you dog, I told you so
So Horace, you will find your life a sad old story
When you see your Dolly shuffle off to glory
Oh, I should've said, "So long"
So long ago!