Our last kiss
held no hint
just smoke and a little touch of mint

and now you're walking out the door

No broken china

on the floor by the couch
no hollow tipped attack
to put you on the out

you're simply leaving me
not dressed to be alone
we brought forth see this coming on


Roll out your magic ride
for the next man

put on a pretty face
you'll always win


I see you
up on Broadway
arm and arm with some bright young man

you keep walking
in a different direction
and I would wish you well if I had the chance


Roll out your magic ride
for the next man

put on a pretty face
you'll always win


Now do we find
back on the starting line
for once in my life

I feel that I would be rested

I dial you in on the telephone

just to hear that ring beat
put on my coat
and walk out that door

went down a different street

Roll out your magic ride

for the next man
put on a pretty face
you'll always win


Roll out your magic ride
for the next man

put on a pretty face
you'll always win


Now do we find
back on the starting line
for once in my life

I feel that I would be rested