WHEN I'M 64
Jim Terr parody of Paul McCartney

Now that I'm older, I still got me hair,
But there's still things 'bout which,
If I were sufficiently a pessimist,
I might still be willing to bitch.
Sittin and standin', movin' me bowels,
Trying to unlock the damn door.
Life is a more static, less automatic,
Now that I'm 64.
It's only the new 54, that's what they say,
But that's a load of bull and it's hard to take.
And no doubt when I am 85,
I'll know me attitude was a mistake. -But meanwhile…
Send me postcard telling me please,
Where I left that note
Reminding meself where I left the auto keys,
And where I put that linament to rub on me knees.
If I stay out til eleven or twelve, dial 944. (or is it 991?)
Life is more static, less automatic,
Now that I'm 64.