| The lyric of When I M 84, The Beautiful South's song Queuing with the old folk There s and old man with a wicked smile Not through smug politeness He s doing it in style No savings book or flannel slacks No "pardon" when i heard them ask Just a vodaphone and a filofax When i m 64 I ll dream on They all bore the milkman Stop him for hours at their front gate He just sits and thinks I ll make the bastard wait No dribbling or incontinence No longing for the old sixpence Just smoking weed till age makes sense When i m 74 I ll dream on They all save for blackpool Just for the cheap companionship Meanwhile he counts pennies For a different trip No smoking pipes and drinking bitter No eyeing up the baby sitter I ll trip up kids and i ll drop my litter When i m 84 I ll dream on When i m 84 I ll dream on late I ll dream on And i ll whisper late You re in your nineties arthur Be careful with your back Exercise your muscles I d rather jack I d rather jack
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