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Goodbye, Emil. Adieu
We might as well face up to it, we're through
But don't you fret, I shan't be any worse off than before
To tell the truth, Emil, you always were a crashing bore!
So long, Emil, ta-ta!
I always found your taste a bit bourgeois
I never shared your dreary views on politics and art
You often touched my body but you never touched my heart
The best way to describe my feelings knowing we must part?
Hurrah, Emil, Hurrah.
Did you think that I would cry?
But I can't imagine why
You can't have thought this love you bought was real?
It was never true romance, just a question of finance
And to be quite blunt Emil... I got the short end of the deal!
Goodbye Emil, mein herr
What memories I'll have of this affair!
Those weekends up near Salzburg at that garish little inn
The countless nights you fell asleep from drinking too much gin!
The card games that I cheated at so I could let you win
Oh, if people only knew how dull it was to live in sin
My eyes, Emil, are dry although the time for ending it is nigh
Whatever passion I had felt has turned completely cold
My mind's made up, I won't be threatened, flattered or cajoled
Besides, I hear you're dating someone seventeen years old
Emil... you heel! Goodbye!