Thirty Years Sweeter: Lyric
1. Not thrown out of the show business
every year’s good and never less
my age placed in his mind’s steerage
I’m down to prove he won’t manage
it is no different loving him
I'm older but with the same vim.
Chorus
A freebooter visits his youth
but my hands put him under soothes
I am grown, a feminine roué
not in charge he’s quite the Princeling
first time to be out of his niche
same game but in a bigger pitch.
2. I am an atmosphere of ease
together can lay and eat cheese
we are a perfect assortment
I’m his entire allotment
my wear can’t be an allergy
the mind still has same energy
naughtiness I can also brew
staying so drunk under fun’s screw.
Chorus
A freebooter visits his youth
but my hands put him under soothes
I am grown, a feminine roué
not in charge he’s quite the Princeling
first time to be out of his niche
same game but in a bigger pitch.
3. None stays acidly expectant
my years of play, a lubricant
I swim in it with him, my drake
denied has been conflicts’ outbreak
romance rhythmed by a septet
but just two are the Architect
both young, both old, difference’s weaver
like my far age, ‘best’ feels deeper.
Chorus
A freebooter visits his youth
but my hands put him under soothes
I am grown, a feminine roué
not in charge he’s quite the Princeling
first time to be out of his niche
same game but in a bigger pitch.
4. Scared of the city’s outcry
Now upgraded after our try
my kisses and massage, his lunch
signals of softness in a bunch
to his fun, never came down draught
in his love, each other we taught
I'm a mum, lover and teacher
he's a thirty-year-younger Sir.
Chorus
A freebooter visits his youth
but my hands put him under soothes
I am grown, a feminine roué
not in charge he’s quite the Princeling
first time to be out of his niche
same game but in a bigger pitch.
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