Remember when we got the news Confirming our worst fears. I said he wouldn't make it six months And others gave him a year. And sure enough, last Saturday We paid our last respects. He left us here, still in this life And he's gone on to the next. I've never seen him wear a tie But he looked so natural, almost lifelike. The preacher spoke, his mother cried When he said "Son, you may now kiss the bride." Everyone cheered, I thought "How odd" I didn't understand Why with champagne and cake, we celebrate The death of a single man. So many flowers, he was so loved, (?) As a matter of fact, the maid of honor Should be disqualified. If it happened to him, it can happen to us all. Nothing stands, it's over man, Like an bad 80's cover band. How can we dance to "My Sharona" At the death of a single man. He was so young, so full of dreams, Before the day he fell. Now he's gone on to a better place, Or possibly to hell. Now here we are, seems so unfair, It's cover night and there's one empty chair. So many things, we're gonna miss His happy smile and that great laugh of his. I think of him, the after wife (life) Guess all good things must end. So with Jack and Coke we'll make a toast To the death of a single man.
Remember when we got the news Confirming our worst fears. I said he wouldn't make it six months And others gave him a year. And sure enough, last Saturday We paid our last respects. He left us here, still in this life And he's gone on to the next. I've never seen him wear a tie But he looked so natural, almost lifelike. The preacher spoke, his mother cried When he said "Son, you may now kiss the bride." Everyone cheered, I thought "How odd" I didn't understand Why with champagne and cake, we celebrate The death of a single man. So many flowers, he was so loved, (?) As a matter of fact, the maid of honor Should be disqualified. If it happened to him, it can happen to us all. Nothing stands, it's over man, Like an bad 80's cover band. How can we dance to "My Sharona" At the death of a single man. He was so young, so full of dreams, Before the day he fell. Now he's gone on to a better place, Or possibly to hell. Now here we are, seems so unfair, It's cover night and there's one empty chair. So many things, we're gonna miss His happy smile and that great laugh of his. I think of him, the after wife (life) Guess all good things must end. So with Jack and Coke we'll make a toast To the death of a single man.
