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Poor boy! Poor boy!Down-hearted and depressed and in a spinPoor boy! Poor boy!Oh, youth can really do a fellow in!How lovely to sit here in the shadeWith none of the woes of man and maidI'm glad I'm not young anymoreThe rivals that don't exist at allThe feeling you're only two feet tallI'm glad that I'm not young anymoreNo more confusionNo morning-after surpriseNo self-delusionThat when you're telling those liesShe isn't wiseAnd even if love comes through the doorThe chance that goes on forevermoreForevermore is shorter than beforeOh, I'm so glad that I'm not young anymoreThe tiny remark that tortures youThe fear that your friends won't like her tooLetras de cancionesI'm glad I'm not young anymoreThe longing to end the stale affairUntil you find out she doesn't careI'm glad that I'm not young anymoreNo more frustrationNo star-crossed lover am INo aggravationJust one reluctant reply"Lady, goodbye!"The Fountain of Youth is dull as paintMethuselah is my patron saintI've never been so comfortable beforeOh, I'm so glad that I'm not young anymore From Letras Mania