Get out of town, 
 Before it's too late, my love 
 Get out of town, 
 Be good to me please
 
 Why wish me harm? 
 Why not retire to a farm? 
 And be contented to charm? 
 The birds off the trees
 
 (2X) 
 Just disappear 
 I care for you much too much 
 And when you are near, 
 Close to me, darling 
 We touch too much
 
 The thrill when we meet 
 Is so bittersweet 
 That, darling, it's getting me down 
 So, on your mark, get set, 
 Get out of town...