Lyrics: In the fifties (II) When I finally close the office Turn off the lights, check the door. Slowly walking down the staircase, Ain’t no soul here anymore. Old Doug’s waiting in the parking, Always the last to roll. Talking ‘bout the good old stories — But my mind’s already home. Sweet Mary Lou’s in the kitchen, Kids are laughing loud. Steam on the table, Best sound in town. In a few more decades, baby, There’ll be no kids around — Just phones and little blue windows, No dancing, no sweet sound. So I thank my lucky timing, Born in the golden days. Dinner’s hot and music’s playing, And we’re dancing ‘round her grace.

Lyrics: In the 50's When I finally close the office Turn off the lights, check the door. Slowly walking down the staircase, Ain’t no soul here anymore. Old Doug’s waiting in the parking, Always the last to roll. Talking ‘bout the good old stories — But my mind’s already home. Sweet Mary Lou’s in the kitchen, Kids are laughing loud. Steam on the table, Best sound in town. In a few more decades, baby, There’ll be no kids around — Just phones and little blue windows, No dancing, no sweet sound. So I thank my lucky timing, Born in the golden days. Dinner’s hot and music’s playing, And we’re dancing ‘round her grace.

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Lyrics: When the Moon is not on my side And I have a code: don't talk to a woman when the Moon is not on my side and you know why? because I've seen what happens and what it happens is that I get in love And you would say: hey man you can decide about it and you would say: hey man wake up I know you're not a dumb but I have a code: don't talk to a woman when the Moon is not on my side