We're surviving in a 20's world, little past being giggling girls We've lived through a handful of presidents and divorce. Spent a fortune on Oil of Oley money wasted to save face cause the mirror keeps telling us on our closet door Girl you're not a kid Anymore
But I don't feel one day older than the high school prom with my head on his shoulder the night to stole the shine off the old gym floor Mother nature can be so wicked gives us a clock that never stops ticking and you have your babies and your babies ain't babies no more Girl you're not a Kid Anymore.
