Middle Aged Blues Boogie Lyrics

			Give Me a Young Man
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G
Well I was looking round and checking out my very best friends
Seems that they'd all taken up with the young young men...
C
Seems that when you reach around middle age
G
You don't want a final chapter, you want to write another page...
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I need a young man, to drive away my middle-age blues

G
Well seems like men my age are all married, boring or tied
You got to find a young man if you want to feel desired...
C
Now some of my friends is worried 'bout what people may say,
G
I say age ain't nothin' but a number the good lord made it that way...
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I need a young man, to drive away my middle-age blues

G
You know he can get it up and he can get on down
He'll help you do the dishe, take you out on the town...
C
He'll let you navigate cause he ain't worried 'bout seniority
G
You can tell him where to put it, keeping you happy is his priority
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I need a young, young man, 
I need a young, young man, 
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I need a young, young man, to drive away my middle-age blues

G
Well i'll forget about my arthritis, my backache, my lumbago
That young man makes me tango at the horizontal disco
C
I'm cleaning out my closet, I'm no longer sentimental
G
Forget about experience, I'd rather have potential
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A young man to drive away my middle age blues

G
Well, I don't need no reefer, I don't need no cocaine
All I need is a young man to drive me insane...
C
I'm throwing away my dustmop, got a brand new vacuum cleaner...
G
I'm no longer taken for granted, my young man's sexy but sweeter...
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A young, young man, to drive away my middle-age blues

G
An old woman don't yell
An old woman don't tell
An old woman don't swell
An she's grateful as hell
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I need a young, young man, 
I need a young, young man, 
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I need a young, young man, to drive away my middle-age blues

Solos
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G
An old woman don't yell
An old woman don't tell
An old woman don't swell
An she's grateful as hell
A			      
I need a young, young man, 
I need a young, young man, 
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I need a young, young man, to drive away my middle-age blues

G
Age ain't nothin but a number 
Age ain't nothin but a number 
Age ain't nothin but a number 
C
Age ain't nothin but a number 
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And like a rare wine, you don't get older, you just get better...
                      G9
Give me a young young man...

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