Invitation (Status Quo)

I got an invitation from a girl I used to know back home It was an invitation asking me to telephone She said, it's getting lonely here And I've been gone for close a year I took the first flight out to meet the girl I used to know back home She met me off the flight, a million dollars in her long red gown With a man in a black hat just to drive us back to town Now the faces all look the same And all the places have the same old names But in a year you've changed just like the girl I used to know back home Yes, in a year you've changed just like the girl I used to know back home Maybe it's true that I go on and on and on Maybe it's true that I'm the lonely one alone What can I say to you, what can I say to you? Yes, in a year you've changed just like the girl I used to know back home It took another year before I started getting itchy toes And then I had to leave, but that's the way the story goes Well I reckon if she'd made me stay I'd never live to see another day I took the first flight out and left the girl I used to know back home Maybe it's true that I go on and on and on Maybe it's true that I'm the lonely one alone What can I say to you, what can I say to you? I took the first flight out and left the girl I used to know back home Back home, I left the girl back home I left the girl back home I left the girl back home