When I'm sixty four

WHAT is my deal?!

I was just gonna wash the dirt off the outside windows.

And then I washed the insides.

And then I washed the screens (yes, we have screens.......this IS Iowa and we don't like bugs in the house.....).

And then I washed the curtains.....and the window scarves......

Yep.

All the windows, inside and out.
All the screens.

All the curtains/scarfy thingies.

And now all the windows are tossed open......all cleaner than clean.

I must be nutz.

It's beautiful out and I'm washing windows?

*chuckling*

Like it's productive to wash windows when it's storming outside?

That's it!

I will now gonna crank up the stereo-- and disrupt the whole neighbourhood with some Beatles tunes.

*evil laugh*

So THAT'S why I cleaned all the windows.....LOLOL

When I get older losing my hair,

Many years from now.

Will you still be sending me a valentine

Birthday greetings bottle of wine.

If I'd been out till quarter to three

Would you lock the door,

Will you still need me, will you still feed me,

When I'm sixty-four.

You'll be older too,

And it you say the word,

I could stay with you.

I could be handy, mending a fuse

When your lights have gone.

You can knit a sweater by the fireside

Sunday mornings go for a ride,

Doing the garden, digging the weeds,

Who could ask for more.

Will you still need me, will you still feed me,

When I'm sixty-four.

Every summer we can rent a cottage,

In the Isle of Wight, if it's not too dear

We shall scrimp and save

Grandchildren on your knee

Vera Chuck & Dave

Send me a postcard, drop me a line,

Stating point of view

Indicate precisely what you mean to say

Yours sincerely, wasting away

Give me your answer, fill in a form

Mine for evermore

Will you still need me, will you still feed me,

When I'm sixty-four.