They married young, right out of school Back in '78 She rubbed his back, he rubbed her feet After a long, hard day
Now they're livin' in Beverly Hills And it's all turned upside-down He gets a weekly massage, she gets a pedicure On different sides of town
And they both know they've gotten far From the way they used to be She wakes him up in the middle of the night And cries, baby, listen to me
We gotta get good at givin' again If we wanna have a life like we did back then We've got a second change to let someone in Hey, we gotta get good at givin' again We gotta get good at givin' again
A little girl walks in the park Holdin' hands with her daddy's mom She wants to know why that man is asleep On the bench with the dirty clothes on
Grandma tells the innocent child It hasn't always been this way She slips a ten dollar bill in his shopping cart And whispers, mister, have a good day
It oughta tell us something When the ones we should be lovin' Ain't getting what they need Don't be afraid to make the first move Take the lead
Hey, we gotta get good at givin' again We gotta get good at givin' again
