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went down to the tennis courts Lookin' good in pleated shorts, The girl I played was twenty-three But not at all a match for me. I gave a backhand, then a slice, I aced her once, then aced her twice, She staggered through the clubhouse door, But me, I played for three sets more. And I am seventy, girls, seventy, girls, Seventy, girls, seventy, yes I am. Yes, I am seventy, girls, seventy, girls, Seventy, girls, but playful as a lamb. I took a shave and then a tub, I went down to the friendship club, The ladies came as to a shrine, All hollering "This dance is mine." I danced with seven, maybe eight, I stayed till it was kinda late, And then I simply left the hall, I figured I'd prevent a brawl. And I was seventy, girls, seventy, girls, Seventy, girls, seventy, at the time. Yes, I was seventy, girls, seventy, girls, Seventy, girls, but really in my prime. You're gonna love it when You turn threescore and ten, You get a feeling there and then Your life's beginning all over again. A college student that I knew Just loves the Saturday Review, He likes to do the puzzles there Although they make him tear his hair. He says his brain is at his peak, But he can't finish one all week, I pick 'em up at ten to one, At quarter-past, I've got 'em done. And I am seventy, girls, seventy, girls, Seventy, girls, seventy, may I say. Yes, I am seventy, girls, seventy, girls, Seventy, girls, if I am a day. You're gonna love it when You turn threescore and ten, You get a feeling there and then Your life's beginning all over again. |
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