Woodstock ’99

You've got your mother and I got mine
Slept with yours at the very same time as I
Seeking comfort from the bodies we were once inside
True isolated mother and child

Where were you in ’99?
First year of a four year debt of time?
You were sleeping through school
Not me, I did all my work just like I should

You watched it all on pay-per-view
Stationary cameras giving you a private view
What does it say about us
Our mothers, their TVs, and our looks?
What does it say about us
Our mothers, their TVs, and our looks?
What does it say about us
Our mothers, their TVs, and our looks?
What does it say about us
Our mothers, their TVs, and our looks?

Someone left my cake out in the rain
And I don't think that I can take it
'Cause it took so long to bake it
And I’ll never have that recipe again
Oh no!

Now you live somewhere no one wants to get old
On the seventh floor you look below to the park
Where you took me on that protest walk
There's really something about MacArthur Park

Now you live somewhere no one wants to get old
On the seventh floor you look down to that park
There's really something about MacArthur Park

Now you live somewhere no one wants to get old
On the seventh floor you look below to that park
Where you took me on that protest walk
There's really something about MacArthur Park

Now you live somewhere no one wants to get old
On the seventh floor you look below to the park
Where you took me on that protest walk
Something about MacArthur Park