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)