OLDEST SWINGER IN TOWN, THE
(Chris Newman / Ed Pickford)


Fred Wedlock - 1981

Also recorded by: 
The Bards; Foster & Allen; The Irish Weavers.


When you score with a chick in a disco bar
Take her home in your hairy little car
Then you find you went to school with her Ma and Pa
You're the oldest swinger in town

When you won't look in a mirror in the light of day
Swear you dyed it when your hair turns grey
When you zip up your Wranglers and your belly's in the way
You're the oldest swinger in town

Here you come and there you go
Wide wheels, spots and a stereo
But the engine's clapped, and the driver also
Is the oldest swinger in town

When your barber takes a little less time each week
The kids don't understand a word you speak
When you walk into a disco and they offer you a seat
You're the oldest swinger in town

You prefer a pint of mild to Bacardi and Coke
The sounds are too loud and there's too much smoke
You'd like another dance, but you're scared you'll have a stroke
You're the oldest swinger in town

Here you come with your chest all bare
A little gold ingot and a lot of gold hair
But the disco king meets Yogi Bear
You're the oldest swinger in town

When you're feeling as stiff as a skinhead's boot
You rub on Vick where you used to splash Brut
And the latest punk fashion is your wedding suit
You're the oldest swinger in town

When you have to go shopping for your sex appeal
Travolta shades and nine-inch heels
You say a man is just as old as the woman he feels
You're the oldest swinger in town

Here you come with your lips closed tight
You never smile, you know it wouldn't look right
'Cause your dentures glow in ultra-violet light
When you're the oldest swinger in town
Oldest swinger in town

And you look so mean 
'Cause your pants are too tight
You're the oldest swinger in town
Oldest swinger in town

And it takes you all night 
To do what you used to do all night
You're the oldest swinger in town!



(Transcribed by Mel Priddle - February 2016)