As I`m growing older
And it happens every day
Sometimes when I`m talking
When I find something to say
Often thoughts pop in my head
Have I told you this before
Did I tell you this last Tuesday
I don`t want to be a bore
Sometimes I go to get something
And I can`t remember what
So I just pick up anything
It happens quite a lot
But as I get much older
It will matter less and less
I`ll forget to fret and worry much
About Forgetfulness.