The End (Remastered 2002)

All right
Pack up your bags
Put on your shoes
Pick up the things 'cause I got nothing to lose
Now it's back out on the street, girl, from where you came
Won't you get a taste of life with me at my back door again?
Well, I told you time and again
You get it together, baby, it's the end
It's the end
Took all you could
But you never gave
Tried and tried to love you but you wouldn't behave
And now it's Miss Socialite with her Hollywood tan
When you gonna learn what it takes to please a man?
And I've told you time and again
You get it together, baby, it's the end
It's the end
Ow!
It's the end
Ow!
Baby, it's the end
Baby, it's the end
Baby, it's the end