Oh the last I heard from Shirley She was married to some guy Living south of Kansas City Too bad, I was so shy The last I heard from Linda She was looking much the same She was married to some guy Too bad I couldn't play her game
I couldnt play her game 'Cause Linda was the name of my sorrow And Shirley was too But now it's you
And the last I heard of Mary Lou She still hadnt learned to sing She was married to some guy Too bad I couldn't buy a ring The last I heard of Jane Everybody knew her name Star of 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 Mary Lou was too But now it's you The last I heard from Marian She hadn't changed a bit Everything was in its place Too bad I didn't fit Oh the last I heard of Susan She still nursed a 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 Marian was too But now it's you