Old Men, Young Women

You can have him

I hope you have fun

I guess wife number three

Could be the one

But it won't be long

Till you won't be new

And he'll be at downtown

Trying to find someone

To make the mirror stop tellin' the truth

Old men, young women

Only work in the beginning

She's the past in summer dress

He's a ride in a red corvette

She's a prize, he's winning

She thinks it is what it isn't

And neither one can change what's missing

Old men, young women

Well, you say he's so nice

He treats you so good

Well, he's had enough damn practice

He sure as hell should

He knows what to buy you

And he knows what you say

And maybe it's nobodies business

What you're willing to trade

Old men, young women

Only work in the beginning

She's the past in summer dress

He's a ride in a red corvette

She's a prize, he's winning

She thinks it is what it isn't

And neither one can change what's missing

Old men, young women

You want the lights off

He wants the lights on

So you can pretend

That he can hold on

You want the lights off

So you can pretend

That he can hold on

Hold on, hold on

Old men, young women

Only work in the beginning

She's the past in summer dress

He's a ride in a red corvette

She's a prize, he's winning

She thinks it is what it isn't

And neither one can change what's missing

Old men, young women

Old men, young women