They say that I'm to old I guess
I'm comimg up for nine
Me curly hair is getting thin
It's all them women and wine

But I'm oh so ashamed
It's been three weeks since I had
A record in the top twenty pops

It hurts me when I think as how
At eight I was top of the pole
They screamed every time I opened me mouth
And rocked in the ailes with me roll

Now I'm oh so ashamed
They all say me disc's are flops
'Cause I haven't got a record
In the top twenty pops

I've tried to ask and I've giggled
I've rocked it and I've skiffled
I've sung an old song and
Not no one could make out a word
It's the truth

I've clapped me hands till the blood run
I've had echo till me head spun
Till me head spun, till me head spun
But they say your too old
Too long in the tooth give us youth

I've had me breakdown in the papers
Dyed me 'air a luminous green
Wobbled me hips in sexy like capers
And me sideburns meet under me chin

But I'm oh so ashamed
It's been three weeks since I had
A record in the top twenty pops

I've held high notes, all classy
Till me eyes went all glassy
I've sung a duet with meself
Nearly ruptured me throat

I've tried humming and not brumming
I've broke ten guitars with me strumming
But it always turns out some charlie
Has done it before

Whats' the matters, with me platters
They say I should try a new kit
But me nerves is hanging it tatters
I've done me nut till I'm fair of me whip

And I'm oh so ashamed
It's been three weeks since I had
A record in the top twenty pops

Me discs are slipping
I haven't got a record in the
Top Twenty Pops

Please nut this record, please.
