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When I m 84 lyrics
Queueing with the old folk
There s and old man with a wicked smile
Not through smug politeness
He s doing it in style
No savings book or flannel slacks
No "Pardon" when I heard them ask
Just a vodaphone and a filofax
When I m 64
I ll dream on
They all bore the milkman
Stop him for hours at their front gate
He just sists and thinks
I ll make the bastard wait
No dribbling or incontinence
No longing for the old sixpence
Just smoking weed till age makes sense
When I m 74
I ll dream on
They all save for Blackpool
Just for the cheap companionship
Meanwhile he counts pennies
For a different trip
No smoking pipes and drinking bitter
No eyeing up the baby sitter
I ll trip up kids and I ll drop my litter
When I m 84
I ll dream on
When I m 84
I ll dream on late
I ll dream on
And I ll whisper late
You re in your nineties Arthur
Be careful with your back
Exercise your muscles
I d rather Jack
I d rather Jack
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