When I get tired of washing my hair
wiping soap from brow,
Will you still be checking out my high hairline
counting grey hairs, one at a time

If I should pray and ask to be free
would you “Wipe the floor”
Will you release me, why would you keep me?
“When I yearn for more”

Oo oo oo oo oo oo, oo oo oo oooo
You’ve grown colder too oo oo oo (Ah ah ah ah)
Yet my dear, if you show’d you cared
perchance I’d stay with you

If you get angry, “Blowing a fuse”
when your “Tights” have run
Don a “Pink” sweater and show some “Pride”
march ‘round streets whilst I stay inside

“Begging your pardon” confessing my deeds
could you ask for more
Will you release me, why would you keep me?
“When I yearn for more”

Every winter we could call the plumber out
“To fix your pipes;” if he’s not too dear
I could scrimp and sa a a a, a a a ave
Hand written bills, just you wait and see
once more to enslave

Send me his invoice; give me a sign
stating what is due,
Indicate precisely what I have to pay
“Take my life” I’m wasting away

Once the ‘Financer’ now I’ve been shorn
whilst you whine for “Evermore”
Will you release me, why would you keep me?
“Now I’m Sixty-Four”
Richard