Well, it's all over now Flew in like a comet It's all paper now Folded at the corners Oh he is golden So I choose to tell him And oh he loves another No-no-no No-no-no how can he love another No-no-no-no-no-no-no-no It's supposed to be me Talking & singing It feels good But then so much is So much is Oh he is golden So I'm gonna tell him And oh he loves another No-no-no No-no-no how can he love another No-no-no how can he love another No-no-no-no-no-no-no-no Might move away Maybe to Ireland Or maybe to the sea I'm gonna move away Maybe to France Or to Portugal, Portugal Oh he is golden So I choose to tell him And oh he loves another No-no-no No-no-no how can he love another No-no-no how can he love another No-no-no-no-no-no-no-no It's supposed to be me But it flew in like a comet