I remember all those days
And your sunny touching ways
And your funny little haircuts
You were wearing no makeup
Going round and hooking up
With some guys who sent you love struck poems
But you have grown much older, baby
And now you’re wearing your high heel darling
Your recent boyfriend from bank who’s able
To keep your own ambitions and drive going strong
To get on
Old life’s gone…
We remember all past days
All your charming little ways
Girls that age looking for trouble
All the times I took you home
You were staring there in awe
At my records, books and bottles
Maybe you have grown lately much older baby
And you are so cool on high heels darling
But somehow we’ve met again, my old friend
You say you miss old fun
Which is gone
So much may be undone…So, what’s the plan?