Happy birthday to me

Happy birthday to me

I’m only twenty three

Well at least I am inside my head

But my body thinks I’m nearly dead

I have an ache in my back

And a pain in my knee

And gaps on my head

Where my hair used to be

I used to love my mullet

It was cool back in the day

But the hair I have left

Has now slipped to my chest

And it’s looking rather grey

When the barber trims my eyebrows

And shaves around my ears

I think back to my younger days

And have to hold back the tears

But age is only a number

And I’m as happy as I could be

Cos’ you’re only as old as the woman you feel

And my wife’s a bit younger than me!