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Musical: Li'l Abner
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Daisy Mae Marryin' Sam I'm past my prime What a shame And I'm losin' time Guess the old clock's run down Seventeen last spring My, what a wasted life Still without a ring When will you be a wife? I'm past my peak You're an early antique Look at this physique Just hear the old bones creak Where there was a glow There ain't a glow no more Now the wrinkles show Where art Thou Romeo? Who'd think of marryin' an octogenarian, Oh, me, oh, my Eighty-seven year old hag When you're in this position you'll lose your disposition Oh, me, oh, my All the time it's nag, nag, nag Life's like a song And the happiest thing When you're young and strong Most everyday is spring But it's just a crime You can't get off the time When you're past your prime You's past your prime Gettin' grumpy and grey You's on over time Ain't making take-home pay Every sun that sets All through the day I frets Brings ya more regrets And larger silhouettes You's climb the heights I is over the hill Of romantic nights My hand has lost it's skill Comes the cruel dawn I's feelin' pale and drawn Lover boy has gone Dog gone! I ask you who's elated when you's Methusilated Oh, me, oh, my Like a mummy underground When you is antiquated ors/and dejectaquated Oh, me, oh, my They'd prefers you in the round Life's just like pie Huckleberry or peach? When you're young and spry Heaven's within your reach But it's just a crime How can it be sublime When you're past your prime? When you're past your prime? When you're past your prime?
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