Growing Up
It's kinda of a drag.
Ya once were the mean spirted prom queen .
Now your just another bitter old hag.
That six pack led to a DUI.
Busted for skinny dipping down at the malls fountian.
Really do ya need to question why.
That Motley Crue shirt dont fit like it did
in eigthy two.
That comb over isnt foolin anybody Donald
bout time to buy a clue.
Hey grandpa this party's for teens so put down the cup.
Maybe instead of thinking bout scoring.
You ought to think about growing up.
darlin it was cute back when you were nineteen.
But after about seven husbans and ten kids.
Well you more ressemble a worn out drag queen.
Geeting wasted was cool for awhile cause im no
stranger to the crawl.
But hey Axl it's been many a year and beer
since headbangers ball.
Yeah I confess I myself am no longer a pup.
So enjoy it while ya can.
Cause it really sucks growing up.
Copyright © John Patrick Robbins Aka Gonzo | Year Posted 2009
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