I wear a youngman clothes no more
It is Friday night and am tucked in at 10 pm
Quiet music please am reading a book
I have lost a few friends recently
No, dropped a few friends
I now enjoy a small circle, no fuss

Yes, my knees creak at times
I can't go long without a need to leak
The wear and tear is clear
Luckily, the mind is still clear
I dread when it will turn foggy
How time humbles

Promises are a comfort to a fool
Mama advised
And yet that's all the boy has
Promises ... Promises of forever together
Music to her young ears
Nothing else matters
In the end, Premium tears will be shed

I see them Politicians in their Lair
They plot and scheme
Tall tales they tell
Many have fallen under their spell
Because of them many well up
Soon they will lie in the Lair

What a ruse
A tall tale
Can't believe I fell for all the Spurious claims
I will live to tell
What made my eyes to well
What left me heart aching

You.. you bare the blame
Arsonist...
The bearer of the flame
With a frozen heart

What's the true measure of love
Some men think it's inches
I have heard women sing how tight their love is
Mothers say there is no measure
Look at the size of diamond, the rich argue
Who knows !

I had a date last night
It was perfect
Tomorrow, I'll try a grape

I love you, I hate you
I love you, I hate you
I want you, I need you
You're my joy
My misery when you step away
I experience all kind of emotions with you
A rollercoaster, a thriller
My Ying
Oh yes my Yang
You compliment me
No doubt you complete me
With you am whole