Rockin’ Chair Rocket

(woo-hoo!) My neighbor says I'm getting old,

My doctor says I should take it slow,

But somebody put a quarter in the jukebox And now I've got

somewhere to go! (ha-ha!) I found my jacket from '59,

It still fits me—well,

mostly fine,

My knees complained when I hit the floor,

But they started dancing by the second chorus!

I'm a rockin' chair rocket,

Old enough to know better,

Young enough to do it anyway! (yeah!)

Got a little gray in my hair,

Got a little gasoline left in my heart,

And I'm wasting none of it today!

My sweetheart said, "You better behave." I said,

"Honey, that's a promise I can't save." (uh-uh)

She rolled her eyes and grabbed my hand,

Then danced with me like we were seventeen again.

Doctor said, "Rest!" I said,

"After the show!" He said,

"You're crazy!"

I said, "I know!" (hoo-ray!)

I'm a rockin' chair rocket,

Still causing trouble everywhere I go,

If the wheels start squeaking,

Just turn the music up some more! (owww!)

(rock it!) (ha-ha-ha-ha-ha!)