Lyrics

Don't worry, Mum I'll be okay New York is safer than London First thing I'll do is write to you You promised you wouldn't cry I've got my passport and makeup I don't think there's anything I've missed, Mum Oh, where's that list, Mum? You take good care Don't be so daft You're gonna smudge your mascara I'll be all right Go out tonight It'll do you good to have some fun Here, have a Kleenex Dry your eyes You know I don't do goodbyes I'm sorry, girls I won't be there This Friday night down at Whispers On Friday night I think I might Be skating in Central Park I might be sipping a cocktail Or maybe eating my tuna sannies Outside Barney's Can't say how long I'll be away But I can't come to Ibiza - rrr! Donna and Sue, I'll email you Dawn, you know that I will miss you too Don't start to blub, you dozy tart We'll stay in touch Cross my heart