Now that I am growing old,
My pilot light is out.
What used to be my sex appeal,
Is now my water spout.

It used to get up in the morning
And stand and watch me shave,
And I used to have the darndest time
To make that thing behave.

But now that I am growing old,
I sure have got the blues,
For now it hangs down my leg,
And watches me tie my shoes.