All the things you said   You thought I was dead   Everything made me feel aware   Ah, you're getting old   You're doing things   You're losing your hair      All the things that you used to believe in   Turned out to be true, you're guilty of reason      You're the kind of person that   I could do without   And certain kinds of money would make you see   What it's all about      There's a first time for everything   And a first one's on me, don't you see      All of the things that your old lover said   Look at them, they jump out of windows   And now they're just dead   It's the truth, don't you realize      Faded without any talent of fun   Running out on the streets, balling anyone   It's the truth, it's the truth      Pick up the pieces that make up your life   Maybe some day you'll have a wife and them alimony   Oh, can't you see