All the last i’ve heard from Charlie
She was married to some guy
living south of kansas city
too bad i was so shy

The last i’ve heard from Linda
She was looking much the same
She was married to some guy
too bad i couldn’t play her game

I couldn’t play her game
cause Linda was the name of my sorrow
and Charlie was too
But now it is you

And the last i’ve heard of Marylou
She still hadn’t learn to sing
She was married to some guy
too bad i couldn’t buy her a ring

The last i’ve heard of Jane
Everybody yell her name
starring something or the other
too bad i had no fame

Too bad i had no fame
cause Jane was the name of my sorrow
and Marylou was too
But now it is you

The last i’ve heard from Maryanne
She hadn’t change a bit
Every single wise its place
too bad i didn’t fit

All the last i’ve heard from Susan
She still last the fickle flame
and waited in her patient way
too bad i never came

Too bad i never came
cause Susan was the name of my sorrow
and Maryanne was too
But now it is you...