TUNE: There will always be an England
I’m sixty and I’m sexy
At least that’s what I hear
From the programs seen on TV
And the talk shows on the air.
The magazines and articles
By some authority,
Are telling me at sixty
I’m as sexy as can be
I’m seventy and sensual
Though it really doesn’t show
Geriatric experts tell me
I’m mature and all aglow
They say hidden wells of passion
Are bubbling up in me
And at seventy I’ve hit my peak
Of sensuality!
Oh I’m eighty and I ought to,
There’s no time to put things off.
No excuses like ‘I’m breathless’
Or, ‘exertion makes me cough’!
For I’m told I still have fires
That I didn’t know I had
And I tell my partner this, but
When I wake him, he gets mad!
Now I’m ninety and I’m naughty
And there’s nothing new to me.
I’ve been having sex since sixty
And I’m tired as can be.
And I’m telling you a secret,
Tho’it’s one that you must keep
When I get to be a hundred
I AM DAMN WELL GOING TO SLEEP!!!