She didn't pack a thing she left her diamond ring on the soap dish by the sink
Now something tells me that it might be later than I think
Looks as if I'm gonna have to face the cold hard facts
Like the king of rock'n roll she's never comin' back
She's never comin' back she's already spent
Like last week's pay like next month's rent
She's gone gone gone like a sad sad song
On a record made of wax she's never comin' back
[ guitar - harmonica ]
I might have changed her mind if I'd had the time but it wasn't meant to be
Now the love we made is just another page in history
I might as well admit it why it's as plain as white and black
Like a drive in picture show she's never comin' back
She's never comin' back...
Just like a record made of wax she's never comin' back
