Thirty Years Sweeter: Lyric

1. Not thrown out of the show business every year’s good and never less my age placed in his mind’s steerage I’m down to prove he won’t manage it is no different loving him I'm older but with the same vim. Chorus A freebooter visits his youth but my hands put him under soothes I am grown, a feminine roué not in charge he’s quite the Princeling first time to be out of his niche same game but in a bigger pitch. 2. I am an atmosphere of ease together can lay and eat cheese we are a perfect assortment I’m his entire allotment my wear can’t be an allergy the mind still has same energy naughtiness I can also brew staying so drunk under fun’s screw. Chorus A freebooter visits his youth but my hands put him under soothes I am grown, a feminine roué not in charge he’s quite the Princeling first time to be out of his niche same game but in a bigger pitch. 3. None stays acidly expectant my years of play, a lubricant I swim in it with him, my drake denied has been conflicts’ outbreak romance rhythmed by a septet but just two are the Architect both young, both old, difference’s weaver like my far age, ‘best’ feels deeper. Chorus A freebooter visits his youth but my hands put him under soothes I am grown, a feminine roué not in charge he’s quite the Princeling first time to be out of his niche same game but in a bigger pitch. 4. Scared of the city’s outcry Now upgraded after our try my kisses and massage, his lunch signals of softness in a bunch to his fun, never came down draught in his love, each other we taught I'm a mum, lover and teacher he's a thirty-year-younger Sir. Chorus A freebooter visits his youth but my hands put him under soothes I am grown, a feminine roué not in charge he’s quite the Princeling first time to be out of his niche same game but in a bigger pitch.