Lyrics:

They sat in an abandoned luncheonette
Sipping imaginary cola
And drawing faces in the tabletop dust
His voice was rusty
From years as a sergeant on 'this man's army'
He was old and crusty
She was twenty when the diner was a baby
He was the dishwasher, busy in the back
His hands covered with gravy
Hair black and wavy
Brilliantine slick, a pot, cleaning dandy
He was young and randy, yeah

Day to day, to day, to day
Then they were old, their lives wasted away
Month to month, to year, to year
They all run together, all run together
Time measured by the peeling of paint
On the luncheonette wall

The old sat together in the empty diner
Filled with cracked china
Old news was blowing across the filthy floor
And the sign on the door read (the sign on the door read)
'This way out', that's all it said
Do-do-do-do-do-do-do-do, that's all it said
Ooh, that's all it said

Day to day, to day, to day
Then they were old, their lives wasted away
Month to month, and year to year (year to year)
To month, to month, to month, and year to year (year to year)
(Month to month) day to day (year to year), day to day
(Month to month) day to day (year to year), day to day
(Month to month) day to day (year to year), day to day
(Month to month) day to day (year to year), day to day
(Month to month) day to day (year to year), day to day
(Month to month) day to day (year to year), day to day