Good Luck in Chicago
Good luck in Chicago, baby
I hope you packed my name
Good luck in Chicago, baby
And don't say things are gonna be the same
But send me postcards, I'd be waiting
All your letters will be thinning
I'll read till there's no more of it
Can't talk myself out of it
Are sunsets different in Illinois
Is there someone else with my voice?
Faceless honeys block the noise
But who am I to criticize you?
I'm just the first one you left behind
Will your future darlings even get a Darling
Darling, darling, goodbye?
Good luck in Chicago, baby
How long has it been now?
You're a star in Chicago, baby but have you
Ever looked down, down, down and see me
Walking the streets of New York?
Between the places we called ours
Everywhere your name would fall
From strangers' mouths, I hear them all
Telling me they know you, honey
Telling me they love you, honey
Don't you think it's a little funny?
It's a little funny
But who am I to criticize you?
I'm just the first one you left behind
Will your future darlings even get a Darling
Darling, darling, goodbye?
Do you keep a drawer of
Those who adored you?
All the pressed flowers
Good luck in Chicago, baby
The romantic waste you
Left in your wake
Are all done in the name of
Chicago, baby
But send me postcards, I'll be waiting
Till strangers claim they know your loving
But who am I to criticize you?
I'm just the first one you left behind
Will your future darlings even get a Darling
Darling, darling, goodbye?
Darling, goodbye
I hope you packed my name
Good luck in Chicago, baby
And don't say things are gonna be the same
But send me postcards, I'd be waiting
All your letters will be thinning
I'll read till there's no more of it
Can't talk myself out of it
Are sunsets different in Illinois
Is there someone else with my voice?
Faceless honeys block the noise
But who am I to criticize you?
I'm just the first one you left behind
Will your future darlings even get a Darling
Darling, darling, goodbye?
Good luck in Chicago, baby
How long has it been now?
You're a star in Chicago, baby but have you
Ever looked down, down, down and see me
Walking the streets of New York?
Between the places we called ours
Everywhere your name would fall
From strangers' mouths, I hear them all
Telling me they know you, honey
Telling me they love you, honey
Don't you think it's a little funny?
It's a little funny
But who am I to criticize you?
I'm just the first one you left behind
Will your future darlings even get a Darling
Darling, darling, goodbye?
Do you keep a drawer of
Those who adored you?
All the pressed flowers
Good luck in Chicago, baby
The romantic waste you
Left in your wake
Are all done in the name of
Chicago, baby
But send me postcards, I'll be waiting
Till strangers claim they know your loving
But who am I to criticize you?
I'm just the first one you left behind
Will your future darlings even get a Darling
Darling, darling, goodbye?
Darling, goodbye
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Writer(s): Trần Diễm Quỳnh
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