Lyrics

My girl Jen, she's a ten, you know she's pretty as pretty can be She works real hard to raise her kids she even puts up with me I got a big idea to improve our economy I gotta a disposable camera Is some sexy lingerie And last be you open doctor Leroy Don't a little bunny ears Live a words I read out loud Favorite to smack girl don't tears We're too old for Playboy Too young to die We're too old for Playboy Too young to die I said, baby this is wrong I'm gonna make it right I got my 442 And I drove straight through the night I am chilled summer Big off building with tales Big off burn in east I almost lost my nerve And I remember Jen and his teams And I said, hey, I want to see the man in charge There's some things I gotta say He said, we're only hiring younger guys The exit is right this way You're too old for play Too months later, Jenny and me was drinking wine from a paper cup Four rings and a nice young man said, please sir, don't hang up I'm gonna offering at a price you've never seen You get a tote bag and subscription to a fine men's magazine And I said, buddy, I got lady next me We were just about to go to bed And if you ever call my frigging line again You're going to wish that bet you weren't dead We're too old for Playboy We're too old to die We're too old for Playboy Too young to die All you son of bitches gonna eat you worse Than the sweet old bye-bye We're too old for Playboy Too young to die Too old for Playboy Too young to die Much too old for Playboy Too young to die