(x4) │ │ │ │ │ │ Old enough to be her dad But the young men were just mad They nursed their grievances But she was flattered by his charm It wouldn't do her any harm They'd all had their chances He sent her flowers and limousines And she was treated like a queen And anything she ever wanted Was no problem for a man like him And everyone expected soon That she could ask him for the moon If she would wear his ring Knowing glances from his friends In the homes at the weekends of high society But at one degrees removal What he'd lost in their approval He made up for with a certain notoriety But their wives had colder glances They'd a name for such romances And they'd conferred on all the thoughts that they were picking But he didn't give a damn He never felt more like a man But all the time the clock was ticking │ │ │ │ │ And all would envy The older man And his beautiful young wife Yes, all would envy instr. │#11 │ │ │(x2) In a house upon a hill She was there with time to kill She lived a life she'd only dreamed But life was never what it seemed To all her friends that she'd ignored She'd deny that she was bored She had no time for dancing (no time for dancing) But the clock upon the wall That was ticking in the hall Always reminded her That life was going on elsewhere But she was happy and she'd swear She wouldn't change a thing And all would envy The older man And his beautiful young wife Yes, all would envy instr. │#11 │ │ │(x2) │, ││ (x2) Now it's 5 o'clock a.m. She must have spent the night again With that old friend of hers She loves to dance She's missing more and more these days But I'm still stuck in my old ways Perhaps she needs a little more romance │ │ │ │ │ │ But the clock upon the wall Is still ticking in the hall She must be home soon And where a younger man would weep He takes a pill and goes to sleep Now who would envy The older man And his beautiful young wife Now Who would envy?