Rick Moranis - I'm Old Enough To Be Your Zaide Lyrics
I love the sound of your voiceYou purr like a vintage Rolls RoyceBut I simply have to question your choiceWhen you could be with any one of many boysI love the look in your eyeThe color of a Tel Aviv skyBut I just have to ask you whyWhen you could have your pick of any other guyWe’re not on the same pageSo darling act your ageYou’re digital and I’m still betaI’m old enough to be your ZaideI love the touch of your handCan you tell me if I have a swollen glandWhy are we here – this musical got pannedI wish the manager would just turn down the bandThis nightlife’s for the birdsI’m choking on my wordsI need the Heimlich – someone call a big waiterI’m old enough to be your ZaideI can’t believe how you invigorate meOh how I love to reciprocate the way you sate meBut then my mind imagines how your parents must hate meThank God for cheap generics that inflate meNow get off of my lapI gotta take a napYou’re asking questions while I’m trying to lead a SederI’m old enough to be your ZaideI lied on JDateGo get yourself a playdateI love the touch of your skinAre you sure we’re not committing a sinIf something happens notify my next of kinMy daughter Marla’s got the safe deposit pinIt’s ten o’clock, I’m tiredAnd look at you, you’re wiredThe news is on, they’re talking ’bout Al QaedaI’m old enough to beI need a cup of teaBe careful of my kneeMy left eye’s bothering meI’m old enough to be your Zaide
