people smile and tell me, I'm a lucky one,
at a hundred and one, boy I musta had some fun
I remember ninety three, as free as a dove,
and I fell in love, with the senior in the bunk above

and even though we're both arthritic,
we never try be a critic,
everything could be worse
and in the morning, when we rise,
help each other clear our eyes,
they tell me, everything is gonna be allright

love a girl who takes a scotch in a paper cup,
drinks it up, my bunkie gonna be in luck
and when I find I've lost my mind, he says to me,
baby get it on, something that we've never done..

even though we think it's funny,
ears dim ,and our nose is all runny,
every day nurse brings drugs
and in the morning, when we're high,
cannot hear the cracks from my thighs,
it tells me, everything is gonna be allright

born a virgo, rising, it's a means to an end
now I can't defend... and I always need depends.
and even when I've lost my mind, he's winking at me
lovingly, naked, we're all wrinkly..

even though we think it's funny,
ears dim ,and our nose is all runny,
every day nurse brings drugs
and in the morning, when we're high,
cannot hear the cracks from my thighs,
it tells me, everything is gonna be allright