Gotta Get Good at Givin' Again

They married young, right out of school

Back in '78

She rubbed his back, he rubbed her feet

After a long, hard day

Now they're livin' in Beverly Hills

And it's all turned upside-down

He gets a weekly massage, she gets a pedicure

On different sides of town

And they both know they've gotten far

From the way they used to be

She wakes him up in the middle of the night

And cries, baby, listen to me

We gotta get good at givin' again

If we wanna have a life like we did back then

We've got a second change to let someone in

Hey, we gotta get good at givin' again

We gotta get good at givin' again

A little girl walks in the park

Holdin' hands with her daddy's mom

She wants to know why that man is asleep

On the bench with the dirty clothes on

Grandma tells the innocent child

It hasn't always been this way

She slips a ten dollar bill in his shopping cart

And whispers, mister, have a good day

We gotta get good at givin' again

If we wanna have a life like we did back then

We've got a second change to let someone in

Hey, we gotta get good at givin' again

We gotta get good at givin' again

It oughta tell us something

When the ones we should be lovin'

Ain't getting what they need

Don't be afraid to make the first move

Take the lead

We gotta get good at givin' again

If we wanna have a life like we did back then

We've got a second change to let someone in

Hey, we gotta get good at givin' again

We gotta get good at givin' again

Hey, we gotta get good at givin' again

We gotta get good at givin' again