The Short Term Memory Loss Blues

When you get to a certain stage in life
A certain critical junction
When you get to a certain age in life
Things start to malfunction
Your list of ailments begins to grow
Your reflexes begin to slow
But you know what's the first thing to go?

I got the short term memory loss blues
The short term memory loss blues
I can't remember anything
Da-da-da-da-da-da-da-sing
Short term memory loss blues
I got the short term— thing
The short term— whatever
Now where the hell did I put my keys?
And where the hell did I put my keys?
Short term memory loss blues

Seven, that's the time we leave, at seven
I'll be waiting up for heaven
Wait a sec, that's wrong
That's the bridge to another song
Short term memory loss blues
Be glad that you're not in my shoes
It's a bummer when your memory's shot
I'd sing the rest, but I forgot

The short term— whatchamacallit?
The short term— don't tell me
Memory loss, ah yes
It's all coming back to me now
I, I left 'em in the pants I took to the cleaners
Now if I could only remember which cleaner's blues

Thank you very much
Thank you
Thank you