How Did We Get So Old
She is my Mona Lisa
I am her Charlie Chan
We live a life so easy
Doing the least we can
I thought by now that time would
Have taken all its grisly toll
So how did we get so old?
She says I drive too slowly
But I've got the hammer down
We're off to see the young ones
Dressed up like circus clowns
They'll probably ignore us
They'll be so hot, we'll be so cold
But how did we get so old?
Outside it's palm tree morning
Under the bluest sky
We're living free from worry
Chasing our cares goodbye
This is our anniversary
But we're young at heart
So we've been told
But how did we get so old?
Mystery to me
Park in a senior's car space
Go see a movie on the cheap
We're high as kites for taking
A thousand pills a week
Wisdom's a great salvation
Hindsight is worth a pot of gold
How did we get so old?
I don't know
Certainly, you wake up and there it is
Few lines on the face, few grey hairs
The knees start cricking, oh, terrible
But somehow you pull through
Yeah, I know how I'm gonna do it
I'm gonna whistle along
We go
Oh, so that is it?
That sound real good
Young at heart and free in spirit
Ready to take on the world
See, it's alright, innit?
I am her Charlie Chan
We live a life so easy
Doing the least we can
I thought by now that time would
Have taken all its grisly toll
So how did we get so old?
She says I drive too slowly
But I've got the hammer down
We're off to see the young ones
Dressed up like circus clowns
They'll probably ignore us
They'll be so hot, we'll be so cold
But how did we get so old?
Outside it's palm tree morning
Under the bluest sky
We're living free from worry
Chasing our cares goodbye
This is our anniversary
But we're young at heart
So we've been told
But how did we get so old?
Mystery to me
Park in a senior's car space
Go see a movie on the cheap
We're high as kites for taking
A thousand pills a week
Wisdom's a great salvation
Hindsight is worth a pot of gold
How did we get so old?
I don't know
Certainly, you wake up and there it is
Few lines on the face, few grey hairs
The knees start cricking, oh, terrible
But somehow you pull through
Yeah, I know how I'm gonna do it
I'm gonna whistle along
We go
Oh, so that is it?
That sound real good
Young at heart and free in spirit
Ready to take on the world
See, it's alright, innit?
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Writer(s): Leo Sayer
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