Here I Am



I’m in this place where old folks go
When they get gray and frail and cranky.
No, I’m not old, I’m clumsy though
And in this place where old folks go
Because I’m spastic and I’m slow.
But I’d like some hanky-panky.
I’m in this place where old folks go
When they get gray and frail and cranky.


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