Hey Saggy Man

Hey saggy man. you'll never enter her heart it is closed to old things-exit only... and you are old- She's given you one last mirage of youth. She thinks of you as a silly uncle you'll never keep pace with her shine. She's young has a rhinestone soul- leopard printed mind. She's looking for somebody that can tap out the night. Spinning pinkish buds on the ends of diamond studded finger tips. Hey saggy man- time to wobble into the foothills to the sounds of Glenn Miller, You've had your chance with romance. You've had your diamond studded spin, now it's time to slit that perky blonde fantasy and slip into the darkening foothills of old age-