You're never 36 and a half, but you're 4 and a half going on 5! That's
the
key. You get into your teens, now they can't hold you back. You jump
to the
next number. "How old are you?" "I'm gonna be 16." You could be 12,
but
you're gonna be 16.
And then the greatest day of your life happens: you become 21.
Even the words sounds like a ceremony-you BECOME 21. YES!!!!
But then you turn 30. Ooohhh, what happened here?? Makes you sound like
bad
milk. He TURNED. We had to throw him out. There's no fun now. What's
wrong??
What changed???
You BECOME 21, you TURN 30, then you're PUSHING 40... stay over there,
it's
all slipping away...
You BECOME 21, you TURN 30, you're PUSHING 40, you REACH 50... my dreams
are
gone...
You BECOME 21, you TURN 30, you're PUSHING 40, you REACH 50 and then
you
MAKE IT to 60... Whew! I didn't think I'd make it.
You BECOME 21, you TURN 30, You're PUSHING 40, you REACH 50, you MAKE
IT to
60, and by then you've built up so much speed, you HIT 70.
After that, it's a day by day thing. You HIT Wednesday, you get into
your
80s, you HIT lunch. I mean my grandmother won't even
buy green bananas, "Well it's an investment, you know, and maybe
a bad one."
And it doesn't end there... Into the 90's, you start going backwards:
"I was
JUST 92." Then a strange thing happens, if you make it over 100, you
become
a little kid again: "I'm 100 and a half!!"