Never thought it could be so hard to grow up and forget you We were just nineteen and now I'm thirty-two I struggled with the things that you said to me And I still wonder if it was true But I walk by your house Yes but you're not home You call me on the telephone everynight To tell me you're still alright You're still alright It doesn't take time it only takes money Pull yourself up by your own bootstraps and get ahead And people will feed you a lot of bullsh** And try to tell you you're a man Well I walk right by your house Yes but you're not home You call me on the telephone every night To tell me you're still alright Ooh, you're still alright