Well your clothes are fine and you drink good wine
You're a man of many powers
You have a big house on the hill
And lovely tasting flowers
Now you're calling me almost daily
You say you want no other
Well I don't mind this flattery
But thanks I'll think it over
Oh, give me 99 years
Thanks I'll think it over
What you want you always get
With just one snap of your fingers
But I have not decided yet
I know it makes you wonder
Oh, give me 99 years
Thanks I'll think it over
Ahhhh ah-ah ah-ah
Ahhhh ah-ah ah-ah
Ahhhh ah-ah ah-ah aaah
Ahhhh ah-ah ah-ah
Ahhhh ah-ah ah-ah
Ahhhh ah-ah ah-ah aaah
Well everyday you're still calling me
From one place or another
Hold your horses, let me be
Thanks I'll think it over
Oh, give me 99 years
Thanks I'll think it over
Oh, give me 99 years
Thanks I'll think it over
Ahhhh ah-ah ah-ah
Ahhhh ah-ah ah-ah
Ahhhh ah-ah ah-ah aaah
Ahhhh ah-ah ah-ah
Ahhhh ah-ah ah-ah
Ahhhh ah-ah ah-ah aaah
Ahhhh ah-ah ah-ah
Ahhhh ah-ah ah-ah
Ahhhh ah-ah ah-ah aaah
Ahhhh ah-ah ah-ah
Ahhhh ah-ah ah-ah
Ahhhh ah-ah ah-ah aaah
Ahhhh ah-ah ah-ah
Ahhhh ah-ah ah-ah
Ahhhh ah-ah ah-ah aaah
Ahhhh ah-ah ah-ah
Ahhhh ah-ah ah-ah
Ahhhh ah-ah ah-ah aaah
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Lyrics submitted by Jo.