I heard you say to me,
But I’d be a fool if I didn’t try
Even if I’m seventy-three.
She’s young and cute and very sharp,
But you know she laughed at my joke,
Given a chance if I get her number
I’ll invite her out for fries and a coke.
You say I’m much too overweight
And haven’t run a mile in years,
But you don’t know what I have in mind
It doesn’t involve climbing stairs.
First she’ll need some imagination
And raise her expectations a bit,
Cause when I kiss her in the dark
She’ll think she’s kissing Brad Pitt.
