When he was 35
Mr. Hart met Bernice
The checkout girl
Spending all his time
Hanging 'round the doors
Of the junk food store
Will they ever speak

Well, I guess you could
Describe her life as being lonely
Never homely
And in the evening hours
She'll take a ride uptown
With her teenage friends
You've seen it all before

And it's just her way
She'll never change
I've known right from the start
Bernice will break his heart

Is there hope for him
He quit his work a year ago
To live near the phone
Television helps
While away the hours until she calls
Laughing down the line