(Verse 1) Yo, Clint Eastwood, the man with the glare, You talk to chairs, like they’re your best pair, From spaghetti westerns to the Oscar stage, But sometimes your rants just sound like a cage!

(Chorus) Clint, oh Clint, what’s with the old man sass? You’re a legend, no doubt, but you’re stuck in the past, With your grumpy old face and your cowboy hat, You’re the only dude who can make a chair feel flat!

(Verse 2) You’re the tough guy, the one who won’t budge, But your political views? Man, they just won’t budge, You’re like a fine wine, but a little too sour, Yelling at the clouds, man, you’ve lost your power!

(Chorus) Clint, oh Clint, what’s with the old man sass? You’re a legend, no doubt, but you’re stuck in the past, With your grumpy old face and your cowboy hat, You’re the only dude who can make a chair feel flat!

(Bridge) You’ve got the good, the bad, and the ugly too, But your latest flicks? They’re a snooze, it’s true! You’re still a star, but let’s keep it real, Sometimes your movies feel like a bad meal!

(Verse 3) So here’s to you, Clint, with your iconic scowl, You’ve made us laugh, and you’ve made us howl, Just remember, old man, it’s all in good fun, You’re still the best, but don’t forget to run!

(Chorus) Clint, oh Clint, what’s with the old man sass? You’re a legend, no doubt, but you’re stuck in the past, With your grumpy old face and your cowboy hat, You’re the only dude who can make a chair feel flat!

(Outro) So raise a glass to the man who’s still here, Just don’t talk to chairs, let’s make that clear, Clint Eastwood, you’re a classic, it’s true, But lighten up, buddy, we still love you!