You′re the oldest swinger in town. When you won’t look in a mirror in the light of day. Swear you dyed it when your hair turns grey. When you zip up your Trousers and your belly′s in the way You’re the oldest swinger in town. Here you come and there you go. Wire wheel-spokes and a stereo.. You’re the oldest swinger in town When you’re down to the last of your ‘Slim Jim’ ties And you’ve got suitcases instead of bags under your eyes When the President of the Bill Haley Fan Club dies You’re the oldest swinger in town When sex has become a monthly chore A plain old duty, if not a bore When you wonder how you ever managed on the floor
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When you score with a chick in a disco bar. Take her home in your hairy little car. Then you find you went to school with her Ma and Pa. You’re the oldest swinger in town. When you won’t look in a mirror in the light of day. Swear you dyed it when your hair turns grey. When you zip up your Trousers and your belly’s in the way.. The songs are too loud and there’s too much smoke. You’d like another dance but you’re scared you’ll have a stroke. You’re the oldest swinger in town. Here you come with your chest all bare. A little gold ingot and a lot of gold hair. Like the disco king meets Yogi Bear. You’re the oldest swinger in town.


