This past Friday night, we went to our friend's birthday party-- and not just ANY birthday: Her 64th. So, of course, it was Beatle-themed.
"When I'm 64" birthday cake
I'm sure when Paul came up with the lyrics for this song, 64 seemed like a ripe old age. But to see Joyce, her husband and friends (many who I suspect are around the same age) at her birthday party the other night, 64 is clearly just a number that sang well and doesn't represent old age at all. As you can see, Joyce is still a lovely Spring chicken!
Joyce and her husband, Reed- who still need and feed each other!
So, with no further ado, here's "When I'm 64" by The Beatles, of course!
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