Forever Young at Heart

We got no talent, We got no soul, We got no rhythm, We just got old. Too many late nights, Too much fun, We can barely walk, And we sure can’t run. We creak and we crack And we grunt and we groan, With our memory so bad, can’t find our way home. Out of style, We nap for a while, Oat bran is a must, It keeps us well flushed. We creep out the grandkids Cause we smell like pee. We still write out checks, And believe what’s on TV. (Chorus) We got old, Our youth was sold, Now we’re living in pain, We’re going insane, So please don’t wait, It’s time to medicate. Our hair's receedin', Our belt's in needin', A notch or two for the room to breathe, Our vision's blurry, But still we hurry, To catch the past, just like a thief. Our joints are achin', Our hands are shakin', Movin' to the beat we can no longer keep. Our style's outdated, The photo's faded, But in our hearts the youth forever leaps.