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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
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
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