I¡¯m the oldest man on MySpace,
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On the old computer by my rest home bed.
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All my blogs are rambling tales of bygone times.
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Everyone in my Top Eight is dead.
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When I see a teenaged girl
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All made up like a whore,
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It takes me straight back
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To the second world war¡¦
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But I know she¡¯ll never love
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An old fart like me,
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which is why I put my age
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As twenty-three.
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I¡¯m the oldest man on MySpace,
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Wheezing to a My Chemical Romance song.
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I¡¯m writing out my will in glitter text.
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I¡¯m giving everything to Tom¡¦
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Whippersnapper.
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OMG.
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Less than three.
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LOL.
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What¡¯s that smell?
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Oops.
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I¡¯m the oldest man on MySpace.
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I¡¯m the oldest man on MySpace.
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I¡¯m the oldest man on MySpace.
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I¡¯m the oldest man on MySpace.
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I¡¯m the oldest man on MySpace.
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The Oldest Man On Myspace
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| Lemon Demon |
