when girls turn 52 they know it’s all over like yesterday’s fashions that won’t be coming around for another year or two take a bit of each ss they take a bite of you
we’re like the kids at the station we dance to the beat of past generations
when guys turn 52 they know it’s all over like yesterday’s passion won’t see it getting up and you never had enough say goodbye to love ss we say goodbye to you
we’re like the kids at the station we dance to the beat of past generations
i learned to drive this machine now the machine is driving me
will you be my dead lover? spring means the end of summer
i drive this suicide bomb with my seat belt on i think i’ll go home and sleep with all lights on
time is on my side it speeds up, brings another tide beauty of leaving things behind believe I’ve got a couple in line believe I’ve got a couple in line believe I’ve got a couple in line believe I’ve got a couple in line
we’re like the kids at the station we dance to the beat of past generations