choice the devil take you
what I have I want to learn to appreciate you
every line traces history of emotion
& your smile

& I thank the lord
that beauty's getting older
in the eye of the beholder
there'll be no pin-back cheeks for me
no lolita on my knee

choice is distraction
all I want is easy action
one of gold worth a hundred of your nickel
& your time

& I thank the lord
that beauty's getting older
in the eye of the beholder
there'll be no portrait up my stairs
there'll be no grecian in my hair

& I thank the lord
that beauty's getting older
in the eye of the beholder
there'll be no pin-back cheeks for me
no lolita on my knee