Here I am in my favorite booth and bar Drinkin beers and wonderin where you are Just thinkin about those good times that we've had And drinkin cuz they'll never come again. What da ya supposed to say when everybody Turns and walks away And what da ya supposed to do when everybody Turns there back on you So long, goodbye, farewell I'll see you all in hell You move on I'll stay right here Hope you enjoy you so called career Sure a future, will suit your, life just fine But not mine In younger days we had so many friends But now it seems those times are at an end Now everyones decided to move on I guess were better of with you gone