Old people don’t whisper
Cause old people can’t hear.
We’ll just talk louder and louder
Year after year.
Stop lookin’ at me funny
Get over here
And I’ll whisper,
“You have grape juice on your chin.”
Old wills grow stronger,
Old backs grow stiff,
Old feet grow wider and longer,
Old dreamers drift.
I’m driftin’ over your way,
Lean in to it,
And I’ll whisper,
“We can leave whenever you want.”
I’ve been fighting off the same old demons
Since I was a kid.
I swore I was gonna show those suckers
But I never did.
If I die before I tell you
You’re my reason to live
I hope they send me straight to hell, hell, hell!
Old fellas grow boobies
Old chicks grow beards
We’ll just get more like each other
Year after year.
Try savin’ me a donut
Get over here
And I’ll whisper,
“I love you dear.”

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