when i’m sixty-four
lovely rita
good morning, good morning
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 if 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 morning 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.
Lovely Rita meter maid. Lovely Rita meter maid. Lovely Rita meter maid. Nothing can come between us, When it gets dark I tow your heart away. Standing by a parking meter, When I caught a glimpse of Rita, Filling in a ticket in her little white book. In a cap she looked much older, And the bag across her shoulder Made her look a little like a military man. Lovely Rita meter maid, May I inquire discreetly, When are you free, To take some tea with me. Took her out and tried to win her, Had a laugh and over dinner, Told her I would really like to see her again, Got the bill and Rita paid it, Took her home I nearly made it, Sitting on the sofa with a sister or two. Oh, lovely Rita meter maid, Where would I be without you, Give us a wink and make me think of you.
Nothing to do to save his life call his wife in Nothing to say but what a day how’s your boy been Nothing to do it’s up to you I’ve got nothing to say but it’s O.K. Good morning, good morning. . . Going to work don’t want to go feeling low down Heading for home you start to roam then you’re in town Everybody knows there’s nothing doing Everything is closed it’s like a ruin Everyone you see is half asleep. And you’re on your own you’re in the street. Good morning, good morning . . . After a while you start to smile now you feel cool. Then you decide to take a walk by the old school. Nothing had changed it’s still the same I’ve got nothing to say but it’s O.K. Good morning, good morning . . . People running round it’s five o’clock. Everywhere in town is getting dark. Everyone you see is full of life. It’s time for tea and meet the wife. Somebody needs to know the time, glad that I’m here. Watching the skirts you start to flirt now you’re in gear. Go to a show you hope she goes. I’ve got nothing to say but it’s O.K. Good morning, good morning . . .
sgt pepper’s lonely hearts club band (Reprise) We’re Sergeant Pepper’s Lonely Hearts Club Band We hope you have enjoyed the show Sergeant Pepper’s Lonely Hearts Club Band We’re sorry but it’s time to go. Sergeant Pepper’s lonely. Sergeant Pepper’s lonely. Sergeant Pepper’s lonely. Sergeant Pepper’s lonely. Sergeant Pepper’s Lonely Hearts Club Band We’d like to thank you once again Sergeant Pepper’s one and only Lonely Hearts Club Band It’s getting very near the end Sergeant Pepper’s lonely Sergeant Pepper’s lonely Sergeant Pepper’s Lonely Hearts Club Band.