When I get older losing my hair,
Many years from now,
Will you still be sending me a valentine
Birthday greetings bottle of wine?
If I'd been out till quarter to three
Would you lock the door,
Will you still need me, will you still feed me,
When I'm sixty-four ( + 1)?
excerpt from "When I'm 64", by Lennon-McCartney, 1967
I love you, Mom.
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