The bell went and I answered the door,
There stood before me was a young lady,
A beautiful young lady.
Hello I thought, was this my lucky day?
But no, she had a parcel in her hand,
A parcel for my neighbour
Who was at work,
Would I mind looking after it.
The young lady would put a note,
A note through the neighbours door.
Of course I took it in,
Anything to help others.
Then immediately I wrote these words,
As what I couldn’t understand
That this young lady was driving,
Driving a van,
Surely she was much too young to drive,
Or is it that I am just getting old?