I'm waiting for the high sign
I'm waiting for the punchline
I'm waiting for someone to tell me Bing & Bob aren't dead
I'm waiting to hear your not 50, you'll always be 30.
How could all this happen? I'm sure everyone else is in on the joke.
I'm not over weight, my clothes have been replaced with a smaller size.
I'm not going grey, must be the shampoo.
I'm not getting tired, just not enough caffeine, since when do I need caffeine?
Come on where are my parents hiding? They can't really be gone.
What do you mean I've been working for over 30 years?
Retirement? that's for old people, why would I plan for that?
As soon as I take this nap I'm gonna get busy, not much time left, I guess.
