Middle Aged Crazy


When half your life is gone and you wonder where it went
And your savings is so puney because of all the dough you’ve spent
You wonder what can light your fire or bring back marrow to your bones
Could it be you need a Beatles fix or maybe the Rolling Stones?

Or perhaps its Cher who does the trick
Better than Sir Paul or Mick
But no they are not what you need
And certainly no Kiss or Creed

Just who can make you feel so young
And swoon over each song that’s sung
Well every self-respecting lady knows
There’s just one guy and I suppose

That he knows he sets your heart afire
And arouses just one great desire
To lay him when the concert’s done
He’s none other than the legendary Neil Diamond.

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