When I get older losing my mind
Just a few years from now
Will you still be sending me a Valentine
Birthday greetings bottle of wine
Would you lock the door
Will you still need me, or will you need to feed me
When I'm ninety-four.
And if you remember me,
I could stay with you.
When your brains have gone
You can watch the tv by the fireside
Sunday mornings wheel in the sun.
Who could ask for more
When I'm ninety-four.
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