[Intro] [Verse 1] He’s got a hunger that’s hard to define, Old folks shuffle, they’re twistin’ his mind. A pensioner’s wink, a zimmer-frame sway, He’s chasin’ the thrill where the grey hairs play. [Chorus] He wants to f**k where the c**k won’t stand, A lover’s leap where the youth don’t land. Shaggin’ the saints of the social security line, A dirty little secret in a world out of time. [Verse 2] The bingo hall’s buzzin’, he’s lickin’ his lips, A denture smile, a hip-replaced twist. The nurses all gasp, “That shit’s gone too far!” But he’s knee-deep in dreams of a geriatric star. [Bridge] A cunt’s a cunt, no matter the age, He’s scribblin’ lust in a wrinkled page. Retirement’s hot when the libido’s a curse, A midlife crisis reversed in a hearse. [Chorus] He wants to f**k where the c**k won’t stand, A lover’s leap where the youth don’t land. Shaggin’ the saints of the social security line, A dirty little secret in a world out of time. [Outro]