Forgotten Antique

Some might say I'm old-fashioned Well that's just simply not true I know nothing at all about fashion But I'm old so what am I to do I was born in the nineteen sixtys A heated rock was my microwave Cable tv meant wearing the tin foil hat And no, I didn't live in a cave My bathroom was called the out house A place where deep thoughts begin I know I sound like I'm ancient But the Flinstones were not my kin My pet was not a dinosaur I didn't know Adam and Eve I'm not old, I'm experienced No matter what you perceive Some of you might think this funny But such was the life for me I'm not old just a forgotten antique Or a piece of history