She's working at the launderette
There's not much time for the novellete
She's been writing for several years or more
But she's happier, happier, happier than
When she fell in love at seventeen
She's happier, happier, happier than then
But not quite the happiest she's ever been
The grass was ever so green

He washed the car last Saturday
Couldn't have picked a nicer day
And if they ask, say yeah, say yeah

He's happier, happier, happier then
When they fell in love at seventeen
He's happier, happier, happier than then
But not quite the happiest he's ever been
The grass was ever so green

Their love waits for the sun to rise
Their love waits where their hearts lie bleeding
Two holes in the skyline with nowhere to go
Nowhere to go

I hope they're happier, happier, happier then
When they fell in love at seventeen