How do I live to be a hundred, baby? To make sure that you grow old with me And if we grow old, who'll be the one to stay when the other is gone? And besides us no longer wakes up Who'll be the one to go on after this bond we share This beautiful romance together And live without the other on planet disaster We shared a few tears, but there's so much more happiness and that's all what matters Oh, there is smoke up in the sky from the refinery I can see it from where I recline in my balcony chair There's a little black and white cat down there By the picnic table he sees me and I see him He's unaware to pollution He's down in the weeds half asleep sniffing from the pollen For those of you, who can't find love and are unhappy I send you a ton Try not to fear human connection Somebody's out there for you Just put your phone down Get outside, start walking Forget that ghost in the fog, cyber trolling Find a (?) without the look in the eyes that says: "Can't wait to be (?)" Who kinda sees the goodness in you And you can make each other smile A person who would drop everything And someone who you loved at Mh... On the TV there is some news A china town shooter was on the loose They caught him down near (?) and pacific Hiding out in a place where I occasionally get my hair cut And the other night when Muhammed Ali died You arrived there by my side And I was up, up, up all night In a state and my stomach was tight Watching the old film clips of the young and not so young Louisville (?) Listening to Don Kings spirited insights And George Foremans thoughts on Muhammed Ali are always a delight And Kenny Norton ain't around to share no words, though he brake Alis jaw And Frazier is also gone, but not Leon Yeah, I wish to talk to Leon Spinks Ali put em on the map and I'd like to hear what Leon Spinks thinks Oh, everyday there's more bad news Around the corner suicide bombers Planes disappear in the sea A (?) I also see The swaying eucalyptus trees And coming August you will see (?) and full bloom (?) Life ain't always good but many times it is, folks Oh, the light pulls in your room From over the hill and I am gloom On my bed to your soft couch But pretty soon I must fly I won't be back until the end of July When I gotta go, my hearts get heavy And it cries Oh, how I hate these damn goodbyes But playing music is my life Food and water and music is what I need to stay alive This year is gonna find me in Beijing And Buenos Aires and South Dakotas Rapid City And Omaha and Tucson and Phoenix And Pluto and Mars And Saturn and Venus But my favorite place to be is with you in my house Which faces west You're coming over tonight It's foggy and cold I hope the answer is yes