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  -------------------------------------------------------