Well, it's the normal thing to do, ah
Once always in for the kill
Ah, but no
He takes on whoever and then flew through
And he feels too old
Now kissing with his mouth full
And his eyes on some other fool
La, la, la, la la, la
La, la, la, la la, la
Ah, no
So many women, his head should be spinning
La, la, la, la la, la
La, la, la, la la, la
Take life at five times the average speed, like I do
There's no need to be so knowing
Spring-heeled Jim slurs the words
La, la, la, la la, la
La, la, la, la la, la
Ah, but no
Spring-heeled Jim lives to love
La, la, la, la la, la
Until Jim feels the chill, oh, where did all the time go?
Now it's too cold
But no
Too old
