Listen mister, I won't waste your time
I hope all the mistakes you made were a lot like mine
Loving girls too much sometimes they made you cry
Maybe we've got more living 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 seemed to me like I'd been here before
Deja vu, 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 that I can do is dream
You got a lot more living to do
And a lot more loving too
When you make it through the night with no end in sight
And the dawn peeks through
You got a lot more living to do
Salute nightingales upon the tide
Brothers of the cloth, tonight who must be tried
May all of your martinis be forever dry
As for me. I'm in between, all that I can do is dream
You got a lot more living to do
And a lot more loving too
When you make it through the night with no end in sight
And the dawn peeks through
You got a lot more living to do
And a lot more loving too
You got a lot more living to do
And a lot more loving too
You got a lot more living to do