As I was walking down the street one day
A man came up to me and asked me
What the size was that is on my tag.... and I said....
Does anybody really know what size I am?
Does anybody really care (about size?)
If so, I can't imagine why
We've all got time enough to cry
As I was walking down the street one day
A pretty lady looked at me
And said her diet watch had stopped cold dead...and I said...
Does anybody really know what size I am?
Does anybody really care (about size?)
If so, I can't imagine why
We've all got time enough to diet
As I was walking down the street one day
Being pushed and shoved by people trying to
Beat the scales, oh no, I just don't know
I don't know, and I said....
"Sweating With The Oldies" takes on new meaning!
Up next..."Bakery Street"
(light in your head and dead on your feet)
*too many carb? just asking*
with.all.the.usual.apologies.and. thank.you's!
For all the gracefully aging hippies out there!
ReplyDeleteAnd in here!
I suppose you could call me an aging hippy, (I'm certainly hippy!) but I'm not sure that I'm doing it gracefully! Kicking and screaming all the way! And I'm pretty sure my diet clock has stopped .... got to try to get it started again.
ReplyDeleteI am an aging hippy not sure if I am graceful or not.......:-) Hugs
ReplyDeleteI love this song. You are so creative! I want to give you an Oscar!
ReplyDeleteLove it! That was one of my favorite songs in the 70's and you've turned it into a new favorite. I especially love that you are pointing out that no one cares what size I am...something (as you know) I'm working on.
ReplyDeleteNom to Om...best.line.ever!
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