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Oooooooh....
Forty-four isn't a bad age if you don't mind being half dead
Those little things you may notice are probably all in your head
You can't take the stairs like you used to- least ways not quite as fast
So go ahead and take a deep breath- it probably won't be your last.


I remember when cokes were a quarter,
I remember when Ginger was hot.
You may feel quite old and decrepit-
But put next to me you're just not.


Noooooooo....
Forty-four isn't a bad age if you don't mind being half wit
You just might remember I said that, if you make a clear note of it!
Your memories may get fuzzy, that's cause they're far in the past-
Go ahead and try to think clearly, and see just how long that will last!


I remember when the Olsens were babies,
I remember when Carson was king.
But just give me two, maybe three years
And I might not remember a thing.


[Spoken]
Gray: So, I was sitting there the other day, realizing my life was half over...
Cheerful young voice: More than half over, actually.
Gray: Wha- but I'm only forty-four...
Cheerful young voice: Median life expectancy is 77.4 years. You do the math.
Gray: Look, I was doing math when slide rules were still around!
Cheerful young voice: Exactly my point...
Gray: I might beat the odds.
Cheerful young voice: So how's that lottery thing working out for you?
Gray: *sigh* Just let me finish my song.
Cheerful young voice: You might want to hurry...
[... and back to sung, up tempo]

Soooooo...
Forty-four isn't a bad age if you don't mind being half gone
Instead of "Hey Dude, let's party!", it's "Get the hell off of my lawn!".
You can still beat the young whippersnappers- if you want a full body cast!
So go ahead and take a deep breath- it possibly won't be your last.


But I remember when I hadn't met you
And that was not so long ago.
So forty-four isn't a bad age-
If I judge by the people I know.


Dedicated to all my friends around here.