Up every morning at the crack of dawn
Nights as short as the days are long
Life turned out to be another magazine
Living with a stranger now
The girl I knew got away somehow
She went out with two bit gasoline
I want to go back you know what I mean
Chorus:
When the word was Thunderbird
And the price was forty twice
Drinking wine and loving you was fun
Our love turned out to be a pa**ing thing
Different bird of a different wing
Some damn fool put a dollar twenty nine
On a jug of Thunderbird wine
Lord I don't know if I'm going to make it
Don't know if I'll have the strength to take it
Everything's hung up in yesterday
There's you a civic-minded social girl
Taking short cuts in a woman's world
She won't let her hair down when I'm home
Society is just slavery
And security is k**ing me
I've worked hard for it but I'd give it all away
If I could go back to yesterday
Chorus (x2)