Getting older Oh I do think that I'm getting old I hate going out in the cold Theirs a pain in my back And it's starting to crack Oh I do think that I'm getting old Now my knees ain't good any more They crack and I fall on the floor It's not very handy I'm starting to get bandy Oh I do think that I'm getting old The pain is now in my hips It's starting to get on my tits But at least I don't care Cos I got a good pair Oh this pain is now in my hips Now my bowels are starting to go And I wear this big nappy you no I don't have much luck Cos I walk like a duck Now my bowels have started to go Now I'm fat and I like to eat I look down I can't see my feet I don't think it's fair Cos I'm stuck in my chair Now I'm fat and I do like to eat. Now I don't let this get me down I still have to go into town I crack, and I fart, But I still like a laugh No I don't let this get me down Now I don't mind getting old I sit in the warm not the cold I sit watching telly With my best friend Terry No I don't mind getting old.

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