Old and young

So I'm old and grey
Thats what the young say
I don't think so
I feel twenty and love a show
Each day I see one
While driving home, it's fun
I now stop to grab a bite
At the eatery to the right
Of that college on the way
Home from work every day
The young ladies walk out and by
Dressed to please, they are not shy
I'm look on in a subtle way
But some know and wink each day
Short skirts or skin tight jeans
My cock pushes the seams
Firm round buns
Legs that reach the heavens
Faces so pretty
That I get dizzy
Fall is great but winter I dread
Spring just swells my head
Blonde or brunette
Red heads are best
Young and tight
Oh what a sight
Can they blame
My cock's the same
As when I was twenty
And had hair a plenty
One I like best, she does understand
I'm not a dirty old man
Rather a young buck
Trapped in the rut
Of life as I age
Each day another page
Its not fair
I want them in my lair
I'd treat them so fine
They'd feel divine
But watch is all I do
Oh! There is one that's new!