The Younger Generation

Age calls the tune
Youth's over soon
That is the natural law
There's a younger generation
Knock, knock, knocking at the door

Why sit and fret
Vainly regret
Things that have gone before?
There's a younger generation
Knock, knock, knocking at the door

Though the road is well lost for love dreams
There's wisdom above dreams
To compensate mothers and wives
When the days of youth have passed them
This should last them
All their lives

I've had my fun
All that is done
Why should I sigh for more?
There's a younger generation
Knock, knock, knocking at the door

I shall still be gay and attractive
As long as I'm active
I'll savor each delicate sin
Not until my footsteps stagger
And I'm gaga
I'll give in

Give me a moon
Give me a tune
Give me a dancing floor
There's a younger generation
Knock, knock, knocking at the door