It's the purses and the dresses And some of it's her friends Well I keep on thinking of it So I keep bringing it up again With a line for every reason An olive in the glass Maybe the best moments have passed I'm gettin older I'm getting weirder I think all of you are on to me One way or another I'm getttin harder, harder to understand Am I just a middle man Yeah yeah yeah Yeah yeah yeah It's the complicated stories The ones she always tells With the ex's and the lawyers And the rat she always smells She talks about the surgery How this one's gonna last Maybe the best moments have passed