Who's That Old Man
Who's That Old Man I see
Who's That Old Man in the mirror
Surely to God it ain't me
My hair turned gray
Then it turned white
And now it's gone
Plum outta sight
Neuropathy in my hands
Arthritis in my knees
I nearly fall down
Everytime I sneeze
Who's That Old Man
Who's That Old Man I see
Who's That Old Man in the mirror
Surely to God it ain't me
Call me a dirty old man
Call me insane
guitar
Sex drive driving me crazy
Still hanging with 30 year olds
I'll still be when I'm 90
It's the last thing to go
Arrested development
You can say I'm immature
When it comes to young women
Hope they never find a cure
Who's That Old Man
Who's That Old Man I see
Who's That Old Man in the mirror
Surely to God it ain't me
Who's That Old Man
Who's That Old Man I see
Who's That Old Man in the mirror
Surely to God it ain't me
Jim Colyer ascap
Nashville Girl Album
He's a racist who deep down is secretly gay. He hates himself and is one miserable loser.
Eww. I'm almost 30. I think I need to go take a shower. Gross.
Who's That Old Fart
What's That Old Fart I smell
Who just Farted on the mirror
Surely to God it wasn't me
My pubic hair turned gray
Then it turned white
And now it's gone
Plum outta sight
Neuropathy in my hands
Suckin' Dick down on my knees
I nearly fall down
Everytime I sneeze
Who's That Old Fart
Who's That Old Fart I see
Who Just Farted on the mirror
Surely to God it wasn't me
Call me a dirty old man
(Word!)
Call me insane
(Crazy Old Fvck)
pan flute
Sex drive driving me crazy
Still hanging with 3 year old girls
I'll still be when I'm 90
It's the last thing to go
Arrested development
You can say I'm a pedophile
When it comes to young children
Hope they never find a cure
Who's That Old Fart
Who's That Old Fart I see
Who Just Farted in the mirror
Surely to God it wasn't me
Who's That Old Fart
What's That Old Fart I smell
Who Just Farted in the mirror
Surely to God it was probably me
Jim Colyer ass cap
Updated On: 10/8/13 at 05:52 PM
Jordan, your posts make this board worth reading. I wish I had written "Who's That Old Fart", and not for any reasons related to craft. I have a less funny retort...
Went to the dryer at a quarter to two,
The moon in Beverly Hills was blue.
My heart began to go on fire
(Not to mention my small d*ck)
Because I smelt Shania Twain's panties fresh out of the dryer
(And the rest of the civilized world got sick.)
Jim Coyler ass cap
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