Gode popsange kopieres af andre. Det er bl. a. sådan de viser deres holdbarhed og kvalitet. Og Squeeze (Difford & Tillbrook) har adskillige evergreens på samvittigheden. En af dem er “Goodbye Girl“, der er en eksemplarisk sangtekst, fordi den – sådan som det altid har været tilfældet (spørg bare Chuck Berry for eksempel) – tager et snapshot fra vor alle sammens hverdag og løfter den ind i pop- og rockpoesien, hvor vi kan genkende noget, få en Aha-oplevelse. Hvem har ikke prøvet det med at få øje på en sød pige (eller fyr…) og så glemme at få hendes navn og så videre!?
I met her in a poolroom
Her name I didn’t catch
She looked like something special
The kind who’d understand
The room was almost spinning
She pulled another smile
She had the grace like pleasure
She had a certain styleSunlight on the lino
Woke me with a shake
I looked around to find her but she’d gone
Goodbye girl
Goodbye girl
Goodbye girlShe took me to her motel
The room on the second floor
A kettle and two coffees
Her number on the door
She said I hardly know you
Agreed we kissed goodnight
I knew that in the morning
Somehow I’d wake to findSunlight on the lino
Woke me with a shake
I looked around to find her but she’d gone
Goodbye girl
Goodbye girl
Goodbye girlI lost my silver bracelet
My clubroom locker keys
The money in the billfold
It doesn’t bother me
My wife has moved to boston
So luck is not the word
If you ever see her
Say hello goodbye girlSunlight on the lino
Woke me with a shake
I looked around to find her but she’d gone
Goodbye girl