Say I'm Sexy
How can you say I’m sexy when I’m sixty-three years old?
At our age most prefer to think that passion long ago grew cold,
But you throw petrol on my fire and, if the truth be told,
We’re burning bright, let’s burn all night!
Even though we’re old
We’re burning bright, let’s burn all night!
Even though we’re older
My sight is too far gone to see that you’re no longer young.
Liver spots and wrinkles never seem to stop us having fun.
The meals we make taste just as good and when the eating’s done
We’ll sit at the table laugh and talk.
Who needs to be young
We’ll sit at the table laugh and talk.
Who needs to be younger
Deep within your gaze, I see that glint that’s just for me.
Each gentle touch excites me more than anyone has a right to be!
All these years I’ve loved you and your love has made me free.
Let’s stay together ever more; you, my love, and me!
Let’s stay together ever more; you, my love, and me!
Sex is wasted on the young. They think they know the score.
Your kisses and caresses make me want to love you more and more
And more and more and more and more and more and more and more and more.
But it matters not (well, not a lot) when sex becomes a chore.
It matters not (no, not a lot) when sex becomes a chortle!
(Music and lyrics by Marshlander - all rights reserved)
He says it and he means it. I love him. "Say I'm Sexy" celebrates the good fortune of finding love in later life. I was fifty-five when I wrote it and I change the age every birthday. The song is out of date again.
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