OLD TIMERS

Here you go old mate, ”I’m buying”
Can’t have you sitting here and crying
Have a beer and tell me why you look so sad
Hell, you must be nigh on eighty
Have another drink old matey
Lighten up a bit, things can’t be all that bad.

You said you just got married
To a girl of thirty three
And last night it was your honeymoon
You was as happy as could be
In the cot she was a demon
And she could cook a mighty feed.

So what’s your flamin problem mate?
You’ve got more than most men need
If I could have what you got now
A thousand quid------ I’d give

Hey mate he said, “I’m ----- crying
Cos I’ve forgotten where I live”..... The Anointed