Well I always used to wonder what he did at night
but nobody would give me a clue.
And it made me kind of wonder if he hid at night
It seemed the only thing left to do.
But just think how much he meant (a la-la-la-la long time ago)
I guess he ran out of rent (a la-la-la-la long time ago)
And now I don't know where he went
but I wish you could have seen his face
before the accident.
When we were so much younger he had something pure
and thought that everybody ought to know.
And if smug was not the word, I guess it was demure.
That's how it was when he would start to show.
That full of gracious intent (a la-la-la-la long time ago)
he'd made his face to be spent (a la-la-la-la long time ago)
and now I don't know where he went.
But I wish you could have seen his face
before the accident.
Wash, wash, washing day, every day is washing day!
He'll make his cheeks so clean, they'll glow!
Wash, wash, wash away, everything will wash away
Everyone will notice it go
Somehow everybody will know
that you're washed up, you're washed out, wishy, washy, whoa!
Hey!
There are always certain people who can gain your trust
if only for a tiny span of time.
But then trusting them will lead them on the road to rust
and nothing can prevent the decline.
We thought you were heaven sent (a la-la-la-la long time ago)
but then you got old and bent (a la-la-la-la long time ago)
and now we don't care where you went.
But I wish I could have seen your face, I wish I could have seen your face,
before the accident.
