o'er the air from bachelor pad
without a doubt, some magic passed
reminding me of all I've had
the sweet familiar spell was cast
never to be and never it was
though I allowed that thing to form
a snug cocoon of fizzy fuzz
and I within, kept safe and warm
from that which dwells at closer range
the butterflies, the nervous twitch
the scary stuff, the dreaded mange
the things which make my eyeballs itch.
the older men are lonely now
you look at me with eyes renewed
you had your day, yet when somehow
you glance my way, I come unglued.
for where were you when I was young
and less afraid and less undone?
and where was I when you were young
and most of all far less undone?
for those divorced, I'll say again
are hitched to freedom, n'er to stray
those my age, the married men
and never marrieds, keep away!
so here am I, he was so good
the only one my eyes could see
the only one who understood
and not an itch but pleasantry.
i guess he heard too much one day
and knew the thing which held my hope
he'd heard my heart and ran away
no diamond ring nor to elope
and so, the ugly facts remain
I know them well, it makes me sad
not into me, his loss, my gain
and all my life, that's all I've had.