My brain’s done in I’m stony broke,
I haven’t even found a bloke,
Got so daring grabbed a man,
Who had two charities but no fan.
,
I’ve tried to get me leg over I must be getting old,
They say when you’ve turned sixty,
You tend to get more bold,
I’m nearly ready to go home.

I’ve got to now behave,
And come back to reality,
And stop having a rave,
I’ve had a most exciting time.

With all the old dears I may be a pest ,
But with me they have no fear.
Life can be a lot of laughs,
If you don’t let it get to you.

For no one wants to know,
When you are feeling blue,
A giggle here, a giggle there,
But the laughter rings the air.