letra de old - nicholas burgess
you’re gonna cross the swamp in an airboat, in a jean vest
you’re gonna call the cops on the loud girl with the big br–sts
and it seems so far away–it’s just that it’s unknown
you’ll find some time to while away, to have but not to hold
does that make you old?
where’s my haircut? where’s my butler?
is it getting cold?
where’s my blanket? where’s my lover?
you’re gonna die in a spectacular accident on an airboat, in a jean vest
the loud girl will help you out with your taxes, and you’ll get to know her
you’ll see those big br–sts
and it seems so far away–it’s just that it’s unknown
it doesn’t make you dead to know you’ll die by ninety-one
does that make you old?
where’s my haircut? where’s my butler?
is it getting colder?
where’s my blanket? where’s my lover?
it doesn’t make you old
it doesn’t make you old
just to know
just to know
just to know
just to know
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