Ben, it's me
Now folks, we bring you
Direct from Phoenix
Live and in person
Sally Durant

Here she is at last
Twinkle in her eye
Hot off the press
Strictly a mess
Nevertheless

Hi, Ben
No, don't look at me
Please, not just yet
Why am I here? This it crazy
No, don't look at me

I know that face
You're trying to place the name
Say something, Ben, anything
No, don't talk to me

Ben, I forget
What were we like? It's so hazy
Look at these people
Aren't they eerie?

Look at this party
Isn't it dreary?
I'm so glad I came

Can I look now? Yes, it's possible
You might be Sally
Did you fall asleep at Toscanini broadcasts?
Did you eat Baby Ruths for breakfast?

I still do sometimes
Oh Ben, you're just the way
I knew you'd be
You make me feel like I was nineteen
And the four of us were going on the town

So, I just look at us
Fat, turning gray
Still playing games
Acting crazy
Isn't it awful?

God, how depressing
Me, I'm a hundred
You, you're a blessing
I'm so glad I came
What we need is a drink

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Writer(s): STEPHEN SONDHEIM