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