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Women peak at fourty, and men at ninteen |
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I remember laughing my head off when I read that in a magazine |
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(I was twenty at the time) |
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Now I'm staring fourty right in the face |
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And the only trouble with being a woman my age, is the men my age. |
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That's why younger men are starting to catch my eye |
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I'm starting to stop what I'm doing |
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just to turn around and watch them walk by |
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At the very next opportunity |
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I'm gonna give a younger man a try |
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Because younger men are starting to catch my eye |
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Men my age, poor old darlings, they're worried and their harry |
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Some of them drink too much, whole lot of them are married |
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And honey here I'm at on the threshold of all that fun |
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I'm gonna try my best to cross it with a younger one |
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Oh, I said that younger men are starting to catch my eye |
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I'm starting to stop what I'm doing |
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Just to turn around and watch them walk by |
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At the very next opportunity |
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I'm gonna give a younger man a try |
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Because younger men are starting to catch my eye |
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(Musical interlude) |
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Woah, look over here |
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We got a cute little ol' runner to the right |
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Blue shorts, no shirt |
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Whoo! You're looking good darling |
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That's right, stay in shape |
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Ohh... Ohh... Ohhhhhhh... |
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Because younger men are starting to catch my eye |
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Yes, I said younger men are starting to catch my eye |
