Well ive just gone from nought to sixty in record time.

I guess the old engine’s still doing fine;

Got a few dents and scrapes

On the body work, mind,

But they can be covered up

Real easy, I find.

My N.C.T. cert says I’m good to go,

For about another year or so.

That's barring any accidents or shunts of course

As the old vintage models,

Tend to come off worse.

But anyway, I still think I’ve got what it takes

As I cruise along life’s highways, throwing shapes,

All decked out, in my leather and chrome

And yeah, well, maybe the odd groan!

Ah yes, you can’t beat the staying power,

Of the older model.

Just listen to that growl, as you open the throttle

Built for comfort, built to last

And on a good day

Still pretty fast.

Not like those fly by nights, of today

All plastic and rubber and tinted glass,

Flashing at every mini they pass.

They got no style no flair, no panache

So here’s to the next ten years on the road,

Unless of course I start to corrode,

Because then I’ll become part

Of the next scrappage scheme,

Or worse still, be dismembered

And sold sight unseen.

Oh God! The worry, it never ceases.

Why can’t they just let me...

RUST in pieces.