So Long Mrs. Smith

So Long Mrs. Smith Lyrics

So long Mrs. Smith 
This spring I think that I should go 
And I have had enough of this 
And this place ain't what it was before 
When I was young nine thirty was late enough 
And the sky was angel dust 
A dead top trio of criminal saints 
To worship at Wong's
Would you say that we were wrong 

So long Mrs. Smith 
This spring I think that I should go 
And I have had enough of this 
I'm going down to Edison