It’s not always the mind that goes first Maybe it’s the body that throws in the towel When you realize you’re fat as hell No wonder all my shirts are small It’s not my mind who’s at fault Getting old sucks When I was young I was always skinny The way I look now who would believe me I had a hankering for Little Debbie cakes And there was never enough beer to drink Getting old sucks I used to feel I was alive I used to think I’d never die But time has taught me a lesson It’s too late to change the past How did those years fly by so fast? Getting old sucks So now I am down to my last statement It’s a little too late to reverse the trend At my age I have very few friends But I am encouraged as I write this poem Little Debbie has come back home Getting old sucks