I’m Retro-Man, now listen to me,
more MCP than MTV,
I call the shots, Hey not so
fast Babe, I pick up flotsam,
booze and floozies, I’m on the cruise,
tomorrow you’ll be yesterday’s news.
I’m looking back – jeans and flak-jacket.
here for the craic, can you hack it?
One of the boys, I do get boisterous,
I’m a man of the world – it’s my oyster.
Pardon Cherie, je m’excuse,
It’s Le Monde for men, yesterday’s news.
Those were the days, I’m living history,
a moral maze for a man of mystery –
a man, or just outdated mannerism
stranded on the straits of feminism?
Who knew we’d all be deja vu’s?
Hissed and booed, we’re yesterday’s news.