|Remember when we got the news
|Confirming our worst fears.
|I said he wouldn't make it six months
|And others gave him a year.
|And sure enough, last Saturday
|We paid our last respects.
|He left us here, still in this life
|And he's gone on to the next.
|I've never seen him wear a tie
|But he looked so natural, almost lifelike.
|The preacher spoke, his mother cried
|When he said "Son, you may now kiss the bride."
|Everyone cheered, I thought "How odd"
|I didn't understand
|Why with champagne and cake, we celebrate
|The death of a single man.
|So many flowers, he was so loved,
|As a matter of fact, the maid of honor
|Should be disqualified.
|To all his friends, it's a wake-up call
|If it happened to him, it can happen to us all.
|Nothing stands, it's over man,
|Like an bad 80's cover band.
|How can we dance to "My Sharona"
|At the death of a single man.
|He was so young, so full of dreams,
|Before the day he fell.
|Now he's gone on to a better place,
|Or possibly to hell.
|Now here we are, seems so unfair,
|It's cover night and there's one empty chair.
|So many things, we're gonna miss
|His happy smile and that great laugh of his.
|I think of him, the after wife (life)
|Guess all good things must end.
|So with Jack and Coke we'll make a toast
|To the death of a single man.
|Death Of A Single Man