Mistress:
I don't expect my love affairs to last for long
Never fool myself that my dreams will come true
Being used to trouble I anticipate it
But all the same I hate it--wouldn't you?
So what happens now?

Che:
Another suitcase in another hall

Mistress:
So what happens now?

Che:
Take your picture off another wall

Mistress:
Where am I going to?

Che:
You'll get by, you always have before

Mistress:
Where am I going to?
Time and time again I've said that I don't care
That I'm immune to gloom, that I'm hard through and through
But every time it matters all my words desert me
So anyone can hurt me--and they do
So what happens now?
Che:
Another suitcase in another hall

Mistress:
So what happens now?

Che:
Take your picture off another wall

Mistress:
Where am I going to?

Che:
You'll get by you always have before

Mistress:
Where am I going go?
Call in three months time and I'll be fine I know
Well maybe not that fine, but I'll survive anyhow
I won't recall the names and places of this sad occasion
But that's no consolation--here and now
So what happens now?

Che:
Another suitcase in another hall
Mistress:
So what happens now?

Che:
Take your picture off another wall

Mistress:
Where am I going to?

Che:
You'll get by, you always have before

Mistress:
Where am I going to?

Che:
Don't ask anymore