Listen, Mister, I won't waste your time. I hope all the mistakes you made were a lot like mine. Lovin' girls to much sometimes they made you cry. And maybe we got more livin' to do with a lot less pain, here let's drink to you.
These are the words I knew would break the ice. I held my hand out and he shook it twice. It seems to me like I've been here before. Deja vu, a familiar voice, and the salute of my choice.
Salute gentlemen of days gone by. Ladies of leisure and of flashing eye. May some romantic fool turn on your light. As for me I'm in between all I can do is dream.
You've got a lot more livin' to do. And a lot more lovin' too. When you make it through a night with no end in sight and the dawn peeks through. You've got a lot more livin' to do.
Salute nighten gales upon the tide. Brothers of the cloth tonight who must be tried. May all of your martinies be forever dry. As for me I'm in between all I can do is dream.
You've got a lot more livin' to do. And a lot more lovin' too. When you make it through a night with no end in sight and the dawn peeks through. You got a lot more livin' to do. And a lot more lovin' too.
You got a lot more livin' to do. And a lot more lovin' too.
You got a lot more livin' to do. And a lot more lovin' too.