Lucky

It's Thursday night in this college town, and Spring is in the air
 It's 10 o'clock as I walk the dog, there's parties everywhere
 Back home Diane is putting the twins to bed, it's been another long hard day
 I'll be lucky to get a kiss goodnight before the Sandman gets his way
 And it's Thursday night, I'm feeling lonely as can be
 It's Thursday night, seems like everybody's getting lucky, 'cept for me
 So easy to romanticize, those distant days gone by
 A carefree bacchanalia, remembered with a sigh
 Now the girls walk by in laughing groups, I'm thinking that they must get cold
 In those skimpy clothes they wear these days, and I wonder how I got so old
 And it's Thursday night, I'm feeling lonely as can be
 It's Thursday night, seems like everybody's getting lucky, 'cept for me
 I know I'm lucky to have my house, some friends that I can call
 I should be counting my blessings, but I don't feel lucky at all
 I just know if I went to those bars downtown, (a thing I never do)
 I'd see brand-new couples hooking up, heading homewards two by two
 I give ol' Duke a treat as we come inside, when much to my surprise
 Diane greets me with a playful wink, and a pair of bedroom eyes!
 Well it's Thursday night, I'm feeling lucky as can be
 It's Thursday night, everybody's getting lucky, maybe even me...