Verse 1
There's these folks always screaming in my ear
When you gonna grow up
I turn my back, cause I really can't hear them
Tell them all to shut up

Well I'm no kid, there's no doubt about that
But what's a man to do
I'll face the truth it's a chronological fact
Just like old BB's blues

Now I just heard the Rod Steward turned 59
And he's still going strong

Chorus
You're never too old to rock-n-roll
You're never too old to rock

Verse 2
Now I saw Mick, Keith and all the Stones
On the HBO
I watched intently with so much satisfaction
A real rock-n-roll show

But at the Super Bowl, I saw Janet Jackson, Nelly and P.Diddy
What the hell was that
I'll take Tina Turner, Sly and James Brown
Over all that trash

The boss is still rocking through his glory days
He was born to run

Solo

Verse 3
You can keep Shania, Faith, and Tim
I'll take the CDB
And Don Henley still soaring like an Eagle
Take it easy - life in the fast lane

Eric Clapton was throwing down Layla
On Direct TV
Steven Tyler will still be singing "Dream On"
When he turns seventy three

Rock-n-roll will make you feel young boys
Don't you ever stop