As another year's gone,
Quo vadis, mon ami?
- Life asks You and Me...
(And so on and so forth we drone on...)

Chorus:
I'll always be,
One year minus one day younger..
Ain't it nice to see,
Me playin' ketchup and running after?

I guess at your age,
(Which is also mine),
One lacks lustre and/or shine,
So you gotta shoulda hafta wear more of beige...

(Repeat Chorus)

Whatever the world says,
Or the scale tilts by a kilo/gram,
Frankly, Frafa... thy fan forever I am,
And that's not gonna fade or faze...

(Repeat Chorus)

So here I am in office,
Making up silly rhyme for thee,
While end-o'-tunnel light I see,
Budday cake (without candles) it is!!

(Repeat Chorus and Fade Out)