There is nothing whatever the matter with me; I am just as healthy as I can be. I have Arthritis in both my knees and when I talk, I talk with a weeze.My pulse is weak, and my blood is thin, but I'm awfully well for the shape I'm in.
My teeth eventually have to come out, and my diet I hate to think about, I am over weight and I can't get thin. But I'm awfully well for the shape I'm in
I think my liver is out of whack, and a terrible pain is in my back, my hearing is poor and my sight is dim, most everything seems to be out of trim, but I'm awfully well for the shape I'm in.
I have arch supports for both my feet, or I wouldn't be able to go on the street, sleeplessness i have, night after night, and in the morning I'm just a sight. My memory's failing, my head's in a spin, I'm practically living on Asprin, But I'm awfully well for the shape I'm in.
The moral is, as this tale we unfold, that you and me who are growin old, It's better to say "I'm fine" with a grin than to let them know the shape we're in
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