Old Man
Original song: "Soul Man" |
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Baby boomer, born so long ago Good golly, I've got lumbago Receeding hairline, a pot belly I don't shower, so I'm smelly I'm an old man... And when I walk, my knees creak I need a plumber, mister happy leaks Arthritis, hairy ears Suppositories for my rear I'm an old man... My medicines, fill a bookshelf I repeat myself, I repeat myself Always constipated, my back aches My stomach rumbles like an earthquake I'm an old man... My eyes are bad, lost my common sense But thank God, still got my drivers license yea (yea) yea (yea) hah! I'm an old man... |
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