Once upon a time I knew my raison d'etre
But I misplaced it and I haven't found it yet
I love my little boy though he's barely even mine
Sometimes I hold it in and the rest of the time I cry
And time is sliding behind me
I'm getting too young for this body
I want to sing a song for the people of the earth
But when i try I find out that I have lost my nerve
When I look down I find I've replaced it all with girth
Somehow my old famous plethora has become a dearth
And time is sliding behind me
I'm getting too young for this body
And time is sliding behind me
I'm getting too young for this body