HE'S OUT THERE SOMEWHERE
EVERY NIGHT
WHERE THE MUSIC'S
PLAYING LOUD
DOING ALL THE FIFTIES STEPS
IN A NINETEEN-EIGHTY CROWD
THE DIM LIGHTS
HIDE HIS MILEAGE LINES
THE CLAIROL HIDES THE GREY
AND HE WON'T
MENTION ANYTHING
THAT GIVES HIS AGE AWAY...
LORD, HE'S THIRTY-NINE
AND HOLDING
HOLDING EVERYTHING HE CAN
FROM SEVENTEEN
TO TWENTY-FIVE
TO PROVE HE'S STILL A MAN
HE'S HOLDING TO A CANDLE
AND IT'S BURNING AT BOTH ENDS
HE'S THIRTY-NINE
AND HOLDING
HOLDING EVERYTHING HE CAN
YOU CAN BET HE'LL NEVER SEE
THIRTY-NINE AGAIN
HE SHOULD HAVE
TURNED LOOSE LONG AGO
BUT STILL HE'S HANGIN' IT IN
HE STILL THINKS
THAT HE IS THE MAN
THAT HE USED TO BE
HE'S THIRTY-NINE AND HOLDING
AND ACTING TWENTY-THREE
LORD, HE'S THIRTY-NINE
AND HOLDING
HOLDING EVERYTHING HE CAN
FROM SEVENTEEN
TO TWENTY-FIVE
TO PROVE HE'S STILL A MAN
HE'S HOLDING TO A CANDLE
MY GOD, IT'S BURNING
AT BOTH ENDS
HE'S THIRTY-NINE AND HOLDING
HOLDING EVERYTHING HE CAN...