The farce was ended

The curtains drawn

And I at least pretended

That love was dead and gone

But now from nowhere

You come to me as before

To take my heart

And break my heart once more

Get out of town

Before it's too late my love

Get out of town

Be good to mister please

Why wish me harm

Why not retire to a farm

And be contented to charm

The birds off the trees

Just disappear

I care for you much too much

And when you are near

Close to me dear

We touch too much

The thrill when we meet

Is so bitter sweet

That darling it's getting me down

So on your mark

Get set

Get out of town