Guitar Chris Brudy - Gettin' Old Lyrics

Dropped my glasses in the toilet, glad it wasn't my fake teeth
Gettin' old is kinda a drag, but livin', it can't be beat
Leavin' at noon for dinner, I'll get there by sundown
Drivin' at fifteen miles per hour, inchin' my way through town
Don't worry, sonny, you're gonna get here someday
And everyone will stare at you, wishin' you'd go away
I'm leavin' behind a trail of wrecks I'm causing without a clue
My blinker's been on for half an hour, but I gotta turn sometime, it's true
So I drive up on the sidewalk, and find a parking spot
I stumble into my favorite bar, and sit down with a plop
Don't worry, sonny, you're gonna get here someday
And everyone will stare at you, wishin' you'd go away
I'm sittin' on my bar stool, cryin' in my beer
Everybody's wonderin', when I'm gettin' out of here
Well, I've played my Rudy Vallee, they're all pukin' in the back
I'm leering at the barmaid's tits, my jaw is going slack
Don't worry, sonny, you're gonna get here someday
And everyone will stare at you, wishin' you'd go away
Got a reverse mortgage on that old beach house of mine
Goddamn my grown up children, they ain't gettin' one thin dime
One day they'll find me lying here, and I'll be stiff as a board
They'll all heave a sigh of relief, won't have to smell me anymore
Don't worry, sonny, you're gonna get here someday
And everyone will stare at you, wishin' you'd go away
Don't worry, sonny, you're gonna get here someday
And everyone will stare at you, wishin' you'd go away