[JON]

When I was nine, Michael and I

Entered a talent show down at the Y

9 a.m., went to rehearse by some stairs

Mike couldn't sing, but I said, "No one cares"

We sang "Yellow Bird" and "Let's Go Fly a Kite"

Over, and over, and over 'til we got it right

When we emerged from the Y.M.C.A. 

3 o'clock sun had made the grass hay

I thought, "Hey, what a way to spend a day"

Hey, what a way to spend a day

I make a vow

Right here and now

I'm gonna spend my time this way

When I was sixteen, Michael and I

Got parts in Wеst Side at White Plains High

3 o'clock, went to rеhearse in the gym

Mike played "Doc," who did not sing, fine with him

We sang, "Got a rocket in your pocket"

And "The Jets are gonna have their day, tonight"

Over, and over, and over 'til we got it right

When we emerged, wiped out by that play

9 o'clock, stars and moon lit the way

I thought, "Hey, what a way to spend a day"

Hey, what a way to spend a day

I made a vow

I wonder now

Am I cut out to spend my time this way?

I'm twenty-nine, Michael and I

Live on the west side of SoHo, N.Y. 

9 a.m., I write a lyric or two

Mike sings his song now on Mad Avenue

I sing, "Come to your senses

Defenses are not the way to go"

Over, and over, and over, and over, and over

And over, and over 'til I get it right

When I emerge from B Minor or A

5 o'clock, diner calls, "I'm on my way"

I think, "Hey, what a way to spend a day"

Hey, what a way to spend a day

I make a vow

Right here and now

I'm gonna spend my time this way

I'm gonna spend my time this way