There have been five stores
on the corner and it seems like yesterday
You went down to Miami ,
You were hoping you could play,
But the Dolphins turned against you and maybe that made you mad.
The winters in New York City
Drive you right out of your mind
But in the springtime the girls look so pretty
They keep you up at night
Fill you with delight
You never thought about tomorrow
When you were in your prime
Life was one big party for you, baby
Smoking and joking with your women so fine
I just saw your old friend
And he said "It's going slow"
He had a list a yard long of the guys that got let go.
He still believes in Reagan and Sally had to sell his mother's car.
Sometimes the notion hits you
To grab a bus and ride.
The wind blows hard at Atlantic City
And your money's gone with the tide.
Now you will never be a lawyer,
You won't go far.
You will never be a doctor
With a brand new shiny car.
You will never be the owner of
Your very own vacant lot.
You will never be an athlete or an astronaut.
© 1983 by Robert Zaidman