Goodbye to the paperback age I'll miss your touch To flip you, crease you, lay underneath you, fall asleep to Bye-bye darling I'll miss you so much Goodbye to the telephone age I'll miss your voice To listen to, laugh to, talk in the bath to Bye-bye darling we don't have a choice We had a run good run darling don't you cry I know in the end it's gonna be just fine Bye-bye darling Goodbye to the accident age I'll miss the chance To meet you on the street, sweep you off your feet, you know Bye-bye darling, goodbye in advance We had a run good run darling now don't you cry I know in the end it's gonna be just fine In the end it all feels like a dream Someday we'll find out what it means Bye-bye darling Goodbye Goodbye Goodbye And every time I think of you I'm so glad What we had they'll never know Every summer night we stayed up late Blowing smoke into figure eights