We all expected champagne

But it never did come

But it never did come

We said, "Hey, where's our champagne?"

And they gave us a gun

Said to go and have fun

So many riches just out of reach

Coming attractions washed up on the beach, oh yeah



CHORUS

Let's take a walk

A walk down memory lane

Past the signs of the times

That lit our little way

And decide what it is

That made it all this way

And decide who it is

That might make it O.K.



The sun bears down on the man

With a girl on his arm

She's a victim of charm

She thinks, Sinatra the man

Think of him as you walk

Think of him as y ou walk

So many riches just out of reach

Coming attractions washed up on the beach, oh yeah



CHORUS



They say in 10 million years

That the sun'll burn out

And that'll be that

She drinks a couple of beers

Takes a look at the sun

She would love to see that

So many riches just out of reach

Coming attractions washed up on the beach, oh yeah



CHORUS

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