Older girls Songtext / Lyric

They have a language all their own It has an I can make it overtone Conversation never stops
Throw the ball up it never drops

Older Girls

They have crop of growing kids
Most of the marriages on the skids
If the disappointment hit 'em hard
Seem to be holding high cards

Older Girls

Feast your eyes on well made suit
Dig that hairdo expensive boot
Maybe the get a little heavy sometimes
Sitting up late with bottle of wine
Older Girls

In the clothing store they try
On some size they used to buy
Fleeing there the go and eat
Something that will still taste sweet

Older Girls

As I go from year to year
Through lover affair and big career
Wonder what I'm gonna be
Watch the older girls and see

Older Girls

Letting all the trimmings go
That were part of the big show
Here it comes the real them
Forever busting out amen