Fifty Five and Still Alive - Ode To the Adult Community

So now we sit around and stare The truth is that there's no one there Not a soul found on the street A passing wave would be a treat At fifty five While still alive A choice was made And plans were laid As seniors this was all quite new Now open to a lucky few A clubhouse with some gorgeous ground Surely neighbors would be found Day and night we'd be so busy Activities would leave us dizzy So finally we made the switch Moved right in without a hitch We then just took a casual walk To find someone and start to talk Yet not a soul was to be found As we made our stroll around And soon our hearts were full of dread Had we found the living dead So now we simply sit alone Hoping to just hear the phone So when it's time to sell your home And find a place to settle down Remember just to check it out Or be the only one in town There's more to life when you've got cash Then see your neighbor Take Out trash