Younger Joe Cocker

I'm gonna learn to play the blues guitar
I'm gonna drive a fast Italian car
I'm gonna jump out off a plane and fly
I'm gonna find a love and testify

I'm gonna look within and figure out
What this thing called life is all about

When I get young...younger
When I get young...younger

I'm gonna dance with fools and dine with kings
Gonna hear the bells of Paris ring
I'm gonna carve an angel out off wood
I'm gonna give up cigarettes for good

I'm gonna find the perfect words to say
So the one I love won't walk
Away

When I get young...younger
When I get young...younger

They're all on my list of things to do
I'll get to them all before I'm through
And what's still on my plate
When the clock winds down
Will just have to wait
'till my next time around