YOU MIGHT AS WELL FORGET ME
Words & Music © John Morton 1997.
If you want to travel
To another land;
Shuttle off and and shack up
With another man, /Just because you can,
You’d better pack your bags,
You’d better make your plans,
’Cause you might as well forget me.
You can see the Lido
And the Grand Canal—
Even get to Rio
For the Carnaval,
But if you can’t see further
Than the back of your hand,
Then you might as well forget me.
Yes, you might as well forget me
When you set foot on that plane—
You’re gonna wish you’d never met me
When you get back home again.
’Cause I’ll be stuck in this flat,
Wishing you were here,
With an empty six-pack
For a souvenir—
That’s where my hard-earned cash
Is gonna disappear,
So you might as well forget me.
Living out of a suitcase,
Working on a tan,
Hoping your wild-goose chase
Will include Japan—
You’d better get some air-miles out of
Your new romance,
’Cause you might as well forget me.
You can send a postcard
From the Amazon,
Showing Mauna Loa,
Written in Hong Kong,
But you can’t come back here
When that man moves on, /When that girl moves on,
So you might as well forget me.
Yes, you might as well forget me, (etc…)
’Cause I’ll be off and cruising
All around the world,
Checking out my new thing
With another girl, /As a single girl,
’Cause when it’s him and you, /So if it’s me & him,
Well, then it’s me and her— /It’s ’cause it’s you & her—
So you might as well forget me.
So you might as well forget me.
Yes, you might as well forget me.
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