Now I'm Sixty-Eight by lys
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Author's Notes:
filk of "When I'm 64" by the Beatles

Now that I'm older
Grey in my hair
Years have passed us by
Since you dropped in on me and my tourist group
Off my feet I went with a swoop!
You never wandered, you hardly strayed
And quickly dumped that Kate
You still adore me
And you never bore me
Now I'm sixty-eight.

Oh, you get older, though -
Ahhhh   Unless we dye your hair
Nobody will know.

I'm pretty handy
fixing the barge
Blowtorch in my hand
You can do your katas by the fireside
In your Citroen, go for a ride
Sharing the shower, sharing the tub
Your hair I love to plait
You still adore me
And you never bore me
Now I'm sixty-eight.

Every summer we go to your cabin in the mountains high
and you row the boat
No immortals here.
Ahhhh   When you invite your friends
They bring their own beer.

When an immortal
comes for your head
spouting words of hate.
I'll take out his kneecaps with my art 'projet'
hide from the arterial spray
We've been together many a year
I won't be the bait
You still adore me
And you never bore me
Now I'm sixty-eight.