Dallas

(donald fagen & walter becker)

I lived in no holy house but the grand hotel

The back streets of this old town i know so well.

And i drunk of no holy wine save muscatel;

Now my friend , i've got to go,

You tell everyone i know

I'm sayin' goodbye, bye, bye, dallas;

I can't stay.

Should have been at the palace

Yesterday

Bye, bye, dallas; got to go

And i remember when they told me so.

Right now i'm wonderin' where

The good times have gone;

All the things i never loved when they wwas mine.

Hot city and an empty pocket make a man think on;

I've been living low so long,

Gotta get back where i belong.

I'm sayin' goodbye, bye, bye, dallas;

I can't stay.

Should have been at the palace

Yesterday

Bye, bye, dallas; got to go

And i remember when they told me so.

Bye, bye, dallas;

I can't stay.

Should have been at the palace

Yesterday.

Ain't no bother; it's understood

Livin' under cover don't do no good.

Bye, bye, dallas.