Your figure like your friendship   gradually grows and grows   The clothes that you thought that   you'd shrunk   their size just froze      When the body that you thought   of as yours   Just ups and goes   I'll be happy with the weight   of the partner that I chose      Your quick-step is slower   But your spirit's still out on the floor   and you can still hack it   Cause you know what your   feet are free for   And I'll love my dear   'Til you can't tuck it in anymore      Your second grey hair came a month   after the first   It didn't make you better   but it didn't make you feel any worse      Your third grey hair appeared   with the fourth on your beard   Your fifth, sixth, seventh sprouted out   from your nose and your ears      And I'll love you my partner   'til you can't hide the grey anymore   Your distinguished good looks   am the ones young girls cannot ignore   And I'll love you my partner   'til the grey hairs hairdressers floor      Your eighth and your ninth and your tenth   you just looked to the sky   Like the charge of the Light Brigade   was passing you by      Your quick-step is slower   but your spirit's still out on the floor   When it comes to raw beauty   you've a whole whorehouse waiting in store   Your corset has grown   Bid you're still always first to the drawer   and I'll love you my partner   'til the grey hairs the hairdresser's floor