Look at my watch
The hands are spinning
I'm trying not to pay attention at all
Look in the mirror
My hair is thinning
Like pages on the calendar
It's starting to fall
CHORUS:
Happy birthday, baby
The clock keeps ticking now
What can you do
Just put down the gun
And blow out the candles
Singing happy happy birthday to you
Just my luck
I'm another year older
I ain't no smarter than I was before
Just my fate
There's no use copmplaining
Nobody listens to you anymore
REPEAT CHORUS
Now it's your birthday
And you're finally 21
Pretty soon you'll turn 30
And then you'll push 40
You'll build up a good head of steam
And then you'll hit . . . 50!
And at that point, man, you're
Only middle aged
If you live to be a hundred
Think about that one
REPEAT CHORUS