Middle of July
Nineteen-eighty-two
Standing on a corner
With nothing much to do
Talking with Cecilia
In nineteen-eighty-five
Glad to still be breathing
Glad to be alive
Where's all the time
Nineteen-ninety-one
Change on the dresser
Bed is still undone
What's a weary man to do
In nineteen-ninety-four
Hear the front bell ringing
But no one's at the door
Oh yeah
Oh yeah
Oh yeah
Who's gonna know
When all is said and done
That a boy was born to Rita
In nineteen-sixty-one
And lived a hundred years
By nineteen-ninety-six
Who's ever gonna notice
That it all came down to this
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Nineteen-eighty-two
Standing on a corner
With nothing much to do
Talking with Cecilia
In nineteen-eighty-five
Glad to still be breathing
Glad to be alive
Where's all the time
Nineteen-ninety-one
Change on the dresser
Bed is still undone
What's a weary man to do
In nineteen-ninety-four
Hear the front bell ringing
But no one's at the door
Oh yeah
Oh yeah
Oh yeah
Who's gonna know
When all is said and done
That a boy was born to Rita
In nineteen-sixty-one
And lived a hundred years
By nineteen-ninety-six
Who's ever gonna notice
That it all came down to this
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