My Little Red Book
Golden Earring Lyrics


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I just got out my little red book
The minute that you said good-bye.
I thumbed right through my little red book
I wasn't gonna sit and cry.
And I went from A to Z;
I took out every pretty girl in town.
They danced with me, and while I held them,
All I did was to talk about you.
Hear your name and I'd start to cry
There is just no getting over you.
No girl who is in my little red book,
Just ever could replace your love,
And each girl in my little red book
Knows you're the one I'm thinking of.
Won't you please come back to me?
Without your precious love I can't go on.
Where can you be? I need you so much.
All I do is talk about you,




Hear your name and I start to cry
There is just no getting over you.

Overall Meaning

In "My Little Red Book," Golden Earring tells a story of heartbreak and coping mechanisms. The singer of the song, reeling from a recent breakup, turns to his little red book as a means of distraction from his pain. Flipping through, he invites every pretty girl in town out on a date and, while on these dates, finds himself talking about his ex-girlfriend. He can't seem to shake her from his mind, even in the company of other women. The chorus repeats the sentiment that he just can't get over her, that no one else in his little red book can replace her, and he begs for her to come back to him.


The little red book is symbolic of the singer's desperation to move on from his past relationship, to start fresh and forget his pain. However, as he goes through each name in his book, none of them can hold a candle to the girl who broke his heart. He realizes that he's simply using these other women to fill a void, to distract himself from the hurt. The song, then, is a melancholic exploration of the ways we try to deal with heartbreak and the ultimate futility of trying to replace someone we've loved and lost.


Line by Line Meaning

I just got out my little red book
I just retrieved my little book containing a list of all the girls I know


The minute that you said good-bye.
As soon as you said goodbye to me


I thumbed right through my little red book
I quickly looked through all the names in my little red book


I wasn't gonna sit and cry.
I decided not to cry and dwell on my sadness


And I went from A to Z;
I systematically went through all the names in alphabetical order


I took out every pretty girl in town.
I asked out and dated every attractive girl in town


They danced with me, and while I held them,
I danced and held them close to me


All I did was to talk about you.
However, all I could talk about was you


Hear your name and I'd start to cry
Whenever I hear your name, I can't help but burst into tears


There is just no getting over you.
I can't seem to move on and forget about you


No girl who is in my little red book,
None of the girls in my little red book


Just ever could replace your love,
Could ever replace the love I have for you


And each girl in my little red book
Even each of the girls in my little red book


Knows you're the one I'm thinking of.
Knows that all I can think about is you


Won't you please come back to me?
Could you please come back and be with me again?


Without your precious love I can't go on.
I can't continue living without your love


Where can you be? I need you so much.
I don't know where you are but I need you desperately


All I do is talk about you,
All I ever talk about is you


Hear your name and I start to cry
Just hearing your name makes me start to cry


There is just no getting over you.
I can't seem to move on from you




Lyrics © Sony/ATV Music Publishing LLC
Written by: BURT BACHARACH, BURT F BACHARACH, HAL DAVID

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Great version. Golden Earring are the best kept secret of Holland.

Bea Hafkenscheid

Arthur Lee would have appreciated this.

Kris B.

Very good!

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