There's a song about a boy who phones this girl
She left town years before and he's pissed off that he didn't know
'Cause he wanted to say goodbye, tell her how he missed her
Wish her good luck
Put it to rest, all that unfinished business
So I'm gonna phone everyone that I've known through the downs and the ups
And who I suspect have written me off as an insensitive fuck
And say good luck and goodbye
They'd feel good and I'd feel good
We'd all feel good, that would be so good