Once upon a time I dressed so fine, threw the bums a dime in my prime,
didn't I? I never turned around to see the frowns on the jugglers and
the clowns when they all did tricks for me. How does it feel? How does
it FEEL? Well, not so hot to tell you the truth. No longer can I run a
4-minute mile, and swim the English Channel if I so desired. But I'm
not complaining. I still know the lyrics to Dylan songs.
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