one last time from Freddie's joint
we drove out to Lover's Point
shared our last kiss eye to eye
spoke of tender times long past
sad they weren't meant to last
too many different needs to satisfy

she wants new shoulders to cry on
new back seat to lie on
and she always gets her way
she wants to see other guys
get lost in other eyes
baby's in the black books
yes she's in the black books today

I've yet to find a dreary bar
where whispers don't drft from afar
about her wild and wicked ways
the hardest truths don't have a why
often true love will just die
and leave a grief to haunt the lonely
nights and days

she wants new shoulders to cry on
new back seat to lie on
and she always gets her way
she wants to see other guys
get lost in other eyes
baby's in the black books
yes she's in the black books today