Hell your're what fifty
I'm just thirty
Doe's it really really matter.

You say it's all good as the sun rise's high
I'm feelin my age as you say you are too.

That summer dress fits you like a 30 year old
Yet in your 50's you wear it
No stocking tales told.
As your men are made up from what you believe.

You are a beautiful fifty, pushing fourty at least
As nylons rub, when you walk down a street
Confidential stride for the man you so love.

Your phone blurts a text at 12:28
It's him......hi sweetie, I love you
How go's your day?

You wouldn't believe it my nylon's..... they ran
My day is a joke........will I see you tonight.

I'm off work around six, can I run you a bath
With bubbles to take off the day you just had~