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lyrics
I can't drive my car anymore
'Cause my depth perception is poor
But by night I roam
My retirement home
Just to find some ladies
In their late eighties!
It's time for adventures
So throw out your dentures
And cast away all your blues!
The night is ripe for romancin'
So get up and dance in
Those orthopedic shoes!
You know the stars in the sky
Are floatin' as high
As the trousers upon my waist!
The night is bound to excite us
And soothe my arthritis
Grab me my cane, post haste!
(Post haste!)
Did you get those roses I sent ya?
Oh! That's right! You suffer dementia!
That's OK! No need to lament
The laughter never ends
When you're wearing depends!
What would your think if
I bought you a drink of
Metamucil and gin?
And if senility kicks in
Don't worry, vixen,
We'll live the night again!
Oh gal, I swear when ya whip
That prosthetic hip
I'd think you were Heaven sent!
And as we rock and we roll
I may lose control
Because I'm incontinent...
Would you care to stay for the night, dear?
Oh! That's right! You're deaf in your right ear!
That's OK! I'll turn out the light here
It's getting very late!
It's nearly ten till eight!
We could sleep together sweetly
As I say a prayer discretely
That we both live to the dawn!
(Rub the Vaseline on!)
