When I'm 84
There's an old guy at the gym. Always sings, always singing 1950s era songs. I suppose it's not surprising, probably the days he remembers most fondly. But it got me wondering: what will I be singing to myself in 40 years?
Old guy singing Tony Bennett is one thing, old guy singing Sigue-Sigue Sputnik just wont seem proper. Then again, maybe it _will_ by then.