What's my age again, what's my age again? Nobody likes you when you're twenty three My friends say I should act my age And that's about the time she walked away from me I took her out, it was a Friday night I wore cologne to get the feeling right We

Where the lonely road ends Forever and ever, even today and after Throw the guy a meat bone, put him on a train That's the way it should end Living the outskirts, to forty miles away I kept our picture forever Back in the late fifties we went to the prom