| All my friends have grown up
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| They’re working in the city and all take drugs
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| It’s all about the good life
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| Cheating on their poor wives
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| But when I see them nothing ever seems to change at all
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| We’re not old
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| But we’re not as young as we used to be
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| Halfway to obscurity
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| But we feel fine
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| We got told
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| That our dreams would not amount to much
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| But maybe I believe in us
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| And we’ll be fine
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| All my friends have it rough
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| They stay at home with their kids saving up
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| What happened to the bar fights
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| When we would stay out all night
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| Just to start it all again?
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| We didn’t care so much
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| We’re not old
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| But we’re not as young as we used to be
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| Halfway to obscurity
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| But we feel fine
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| We got told
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| That our dreams would not amount to much
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| But maybe I believe in us
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| And we’ll be fine
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| We’re not old
|
| But we’re not as young as we used to be
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| Halfway to obscurity
|
| But we feel fine
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| We got told
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| That our dreams would not amount to much
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| But maybe I believe in us
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| And we’ll be fine
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| All my friends have got fat
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| But you could say their lives are right on track
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| And when we talk on FaceTime
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| See it on their waistline
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| And I see it when I’m looking in the mirror too
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| We’re not old
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| But we’re not as young as we used to be
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| Halfway to obscurity
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| But we feel fine
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| We got told
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| That our dreams would not amount to much
|
| But maybe I believe in us
|
| And we’ll be fine
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| Ooh, ooh
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| We’re not old
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| But we’re not as young as we used to be
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| Halfway to obscurity
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| But we feel fine
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| We got told
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| That our dreams would not amount to much
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| But maybe I believe in us
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| And we’ll be fine |