As I was going by Charing Cross,
A cyclist ran me down of course
As I was going by Charing Cross,
A cyclist ran me down of course
Are you wearing
a manly chin?
All dimply
and square jawed
Very good
looking indeed
I love you by any measure
You might
wish to use
But I don’t
know how to express
The way I
feel about you
And the affect
you have on me
So, I hope
this gives you a clue
If you were
a delicacy
Then I
would say you are
Without a
doubt
Beluga
caviar
You've reached the big four-0
You're
getting old and so
It’s time
for you to take it slow
It may not
be what you wished
But make up
for what you’ve missed
Grab a
bottle and then get pissed
I would never have known you were thirty
You're not
at all like a thirty-year-old
You are
very youthful in many ways
But the
giveaway, if I may be bold
Was not
your youthful appearance at all
Your taste
in music was your downfall
Wow you look good for your age
And it was
hard for me to gauge
But what
proves you are an old man
Is that you’re
a Jim Reeves fan
Under any conceivable circumstance
I wouldn’t
hesitate to admit
I would
much rather be over the hill
Than find
myself under it