The Oldest Swinger in Town Lyrics

When u score with a chick in a disco bar
take her home in your hairy litlle car
then u find u went to school with her ma and pa
Youre the oldest swinger in town
and u wont look in the mirror in the light of day
swear u died it when your hair turns grey
when u zip up your wranglers and your belly's in the way
Your the oldest swinger in town

Here u come and there u go
wide wheels, spots and a stereo
but the engine's clapped and the driver also
Is the oldest swinger in town

When the barber takes a little less time each week
the kids dont understand a word u speak
when u walk into a disco and they offer u a seat
You're the oldest swinger in town
U prefer a pint of mild to bacardi and c**e
the sounds are too loud , theres too much smoke
You'd like another dance but you're scared you'll have a stroke
You're the oldest swinger in town

Here ya come with your chest all bare
a little gold inget and a lot of gold hair
like the disco king meets yogi bear
You're the oldest swinger in town

When your feelin as stiff as a skin heads boot
rub on vick where u used to splash brut
and the latest punk fashion is your weddin' suit
You're the oldest swinger in town
When you have to go shopping for your s** appeal
Travolta shades and nine inch heels
they say a man is just as old as the woman he feels
You're the Oldest Swinger in Town

Here you come with your lips closed tight
U never smile U know it wouldn't look right
Coz your dentures glow in ultra violet light
You're the oldest swinger in town

And u look so mean cos your pants are too tight
You're the Oldest swinger in Town
And it takes u all night to do what u used to do all night
You're the oldest swinger in town