When the road you travel

Is all up hill

And you lose the ability

To pee at will

When you still determine

Life is a race

Only now you run

At a slower pace

When your daily task all

End with Oh lordy

Do not fret

You just turn Forty

Your weight fluctuates

Up and down

A walk down the hall

You get turned around

Got a curve to you back

And don't stand as tall

You switch from one a day

To Geritol

Your jeans begin to

Have more elastic

You're not just old

You've become a classic

You start to repeat

Every word that you said

And your thoughts seem to fly

Right out of your head

You start to repeat

Every word that you said

And your thoughts seem to fly

Right out of your head

When you drive down the road

And people yell oh lordy

They may be saying a prayer for you

Because, now you're forty.