The Best Years of Our Lives

European maids, hard to ignore You, me and the boys, barred from the shore Fresh-faced imbeciles laughing at me I've been laughing myself, is that so hard to see? Do I have to spell each letter out, honestly? If there's no room for laughter, there's no room for me, for me Try looking at you rather than me No truth is in here, it's all fantasy Since the last time we met I've been through About seven hundred changes and that's just a few And thе changes all tend to be somеthing to do But you've got to believe that they're all done for you, for you Oh you'll think it's tragic when that moment first arrives Oh but it's magic, it's the best years of our lives Lost now for the words to tell you the truth Please banter with me the banter of youth If I knew how to say it, I would say it for you If I knew how to whisper, I'd whisper for you If I knew how to waltz, I'd get up and dance for you If I thought I could run, I'd come running to you, to you I've discovered now how to be fair This I could teach you if only I dare The only conclusion that I've reached in my life Is that if I should die, I should die by the knife Since it's only a matter of courage, all right Die a man or a martyr, the two would be nice, so nice Oh you'll think it's tragic when that moment arrives Oh, oh but it's magic, it's the best years of our lives Oh you'll think it's tragic when that moment first arrives Oh, oh but it's magic, it's the best years of our lives