She's+gone+2

She's gone - lock stock and barrel Cleaned out every last chattel So long - foot to the metal I've gone - lock stock and feral She left me - at the yellow peril It's not like - I was immoral I can't - rest on my laurels I stood - damaged and baffled I was My blood chilled - I almost wasn't a mammal

bedazzled

I've gone - back on the guzzle God knows - a man's not a camel