I’m normally a social girlI love to meet my matesBut lately with the virus hereWe can’t go out the gatesYou see, we are the ‘oldies’ nowWe need to stay insideIf they haven’t seen us for a whileThey’ll think we’ve upped and diedThey’ll never know the things we didBefore we got this oldThere wasn’t any FacebookSo not everything was toldWe may seem sweet old ladiesWho would never be uncouthBut we grew up in the 60s -If you only knew the truth!There was sex and drugs and rock ‘n rollThe pill and miniskirtsWe smoked, we drank, we partiedAnd were quite outrageous flirtsThen we settled down, got marr