Lyrics

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 Oh Yeah Oh Yeah Oh Yeah Oh Yeah Oh Yeah Oh Yeah