If I was a cute little kid,
I would show you the painting I did, for you.
But I'm up in the air,
I'm not here and not there.
If I was a sad-eyed eighteen,
I would cut all the holes in your jeans, for you.
But now what can I say,
I'm too little too late.
If I was a middle-aged man,
I would buy you a new minivan, or two.
But I'm stumbling around,
With one foot on the ground.
If I was a hundred and three,
I would share all my boring stories, with you.
But you caught me too soon, now,
Darling what can I do, now.
All along I did what I could,
But you tell me my timings no good. Who knew?
Who knew?
If I was Marty McFly,
I would go back to when we were nine, or ten.
And I'd be your best friend,
Say that I knew you when.
If I was a ghost on your hall,
I would haunt you and walk through your walls, at night.
But I'm flesh and I'm bone,
And I'm stiff as a stone.
All along I did what I could,
But you tell me my timings no good. Who knew?
All along I did what I could,
But you tell me my timings no good. Who knew?
Who knew?
I would show you the painting I did, for you.
But I'm up in the air,
I'm not here and not there.
If I was a sad-eyed eighteen,
I would cut all the holes in your jeans, for you.
But now what can I say,
I'm too little too late.
If I was a middle-aged man,
I would buy you a new minivan, or two.
But I'm stumbling around,
With one foot on the ground.
If I was a hundred and three,
I would share all my boring stories, with you.
But you caught me too soon, now,
Darling what can I do, now.
All along I did what I could,
But you tell me my timings no good. Who knew?
Who knew?
If I was Marty McFly,
I would go back to when we were nine, or ten.
And I'd be your best friend,
Say that I knew you when.
If I was a ghost on your hall,
I would haunt you and walk through your walls, at night.
But I'm flesh and I'm bone,
And I'm stiff as a stone.
All along I did what I could,
But you tell me my timings no good. Who knew?
All along I did what I could,
But you tell me my timings no good. Who knew?
Who knew?