I saw her bus come down a little subway street
She played a gypsy song with a three four beat
And when I heard her voice
She gave me vertigoShe was a Cold War kid, yeah, from East Berlin
She came to New York City and she shed her skin
And she changed my world
From mono to stereoOne day I fell under her spell
She showed me both heaven and hell
She made it shine, she made it rain
Now she's gone, gone, gone, gone
Gone just like a trainShe smoked a Marlboro Red
She flashed her baby blues
She had a big black hat and a rose tattoo
We used to dance in the kitchen
To transistor radioOne day I fell under her spell
She showed me both heaven and hell
She made it shine, she made it rain
Now she's gone, gone, gone, gone
Gone just like a trainGone, she's gone, long gone
Gone, she's gone, long goneAlrightAnother Friday night out on Bleaker Street
And there are all kind of girls that I'd like to meet
But she's on my mind
From Sunday to SaturdayWell, I still don't know really what went wrong
You can't get love back baby, once it's gone
Well, I could call her up
But what's the point anyway?One day I fell under her spell
She showed me both heaven and hell
She made it shine, she made it rain
Now she's gone, gone, gone, gone
Gone just like a trainI've got the radio on
I've got the radio on
I've got the radio onGone daddy gone
Gone daddy gone
Gone daddy gone
Gone daddy gone