| Song | Part Company |
| Artist | The Go-Betweens |
| Album | Spring Hill Fair |
| Download | Image LRC TXT |
| 作词 : Forster, McLennan | |
| Come and have a look, beside me | |
| A fine line of tears, part company. | |
| That's her handwriting, that's the way she writes | |
| >from the first letter i got to this her bill of rights, part company. | |
| And what will i miss? her cruelty, her unfaithfulness | |
| Her fun, her love, her kiss, part company. | |
| That's her handwriting, that's the way she writes | |
| Like mud in the september rain it comes, back to me. | |
| Part, part, i said part | |
| Part company, made he men disappear | |
| Cut my swathe and spread my fear. | |
| Before we'd met, i hadn't wiped my feet | |
| Seen myself naked or, part company. | |
| And i said it before, do i have to say it again | |
| A fine line of tears, part company. | |
| That's her handwriting, that's the way she writes | |
| >from her first words to this, our last night. | |
| Part, part, she said part | |
| Part company, made her men disappear | |
| Cut my swathe and spread my fear. |
| zuo ci : Forster, McLennan | |
| Come and have a look, beside me | |
| A fine line of tears, part company. | |
| That' s her handwriting, that' s the way she writes | |
| from the first letter i got to this her bill of rights, part company. | |
| And what will i miss? her cruelty, her unfaithfulness | |
| Her fun, her love, her kiss, part company. | |
| That' s her handwriting, that' s the way she writes | |
| Like mud in the september rain it comes, back to me. | |
| Part, part, i said part | |
| Part company, made he men disappear | |
| Cut my swathe and spread my fear. | |
| Before we' d met, i hadn' t wiped my feet | |
| Seen myself naked or, part company. | |
| And i said it before, do i have to say it again | |
| A fine line of tears, part company. | |
| That' s her handwriting, that' s the way she writes | |
| from her first words to this, our last night. | |
| Part, part, she said part | |
| Part company, made her men disappear | |
| Cut my swathe and spread my fear. |
| zuò cí : Forster, McLennan | |
| Come and have a look, beside me | |
| A fine line of tears, part company. | |
| That' s her handwriting, that' s the way she writes | |
| from the first letter i got to this her bill of rights, part company. | |
| And what will i miss? her cruelty, her unfaithfulness | |
| Her fun, her love, her kiss, part company. | |
| That' s her handwriting, that' s the way she writes | |
| Like mud in the september rain it comes, back to me. | |
| Part, part, i said part | |
| Part company, made he men disappear | |
| Cut my swathe and spread my fear. | |
| Before we' d met, i hadn' t wiped my feet | |
| Seen myself naked or, part company. | |
| And i said it before, do i have to say it again | |
| A fine line of tears, part company. | |
| That' s her handwriting, that' s the way she writes | |
| from her first words to this, our last night. | |
| Part, part, she said part | |
| Part company, made her men disappear | |
| Cut my swathe and spread my fear. |