This cute young thing was eyeing me up So I stood a little straighter and sucked in my gut She came up to me with a pen in her hand Said can i get an autograph for my grandma Well she's your biggest fan The girls all used to think I was sexy Well now i just look good for sixty The pressures off there's no expectations anymore And when i talked about the good old days my kids get bored Well you know i did it all i got nothing left to fear But i sure wish this damn old hair would quit growing out of my ears Now I'm lucky if once a month i feel frisky But I still look good for sixty I still look good (I still got some hair) I still look good (But buyer beware) I still look good (I got some parts missing) I still look good (Or in bad need of repair) I can't believe how the years go flying by When i look at my old pictures i don't even recognize that guy I've been told that wisdom would come with age But now i'm at the end of the book and i'm afraid yo turn the page I used to rock and roll all night but now it's too risky Well i sure look good for sixty