Queuing with the old folk There's and old man with a wicked smile Not through smug politeness He's doing it in style
No savings book or flannel slacks No "Pardon" when I heard them ask Just a vodaphone and a filofax
When I'm 64 I'll dream on
They all bore the milkman Stop him for hours at their front gate He just sits and thinks I'll make the bastard wait
No dribbling or incontinence No longing for the old sixpence Just smoking weed till age makes sense
When I'm 74 I'll dream on
They all save for Blackpool Just for the cheap companionship Meanwhile he counts pennies For a different trip
No smoking pipes and drinking bitter No eyeing up the baby sitter I'll trip up kids and I'll drop my litter
When I'm 84 I'll dream on When I'm 84 I'll dream on late I'll dream on And I'll whisper late
You're in your nineties Arthur Be careful with your back Exercise your muscles I'd rather Jack I'd rather JackTeksty umieszczone na naszej stronie są własnością wytwórni, wykonawców, osób mających do nich prawa.