I was fit and feisty at fifty
It was no big deal
Because that’s how half a century
Is supposed to feel.
In my sixties I’ll take stock
Start making great plans
Ignoring all the “You Cants”
And embracing all the “I Cans”.
Can I be sexy at sixty?
And try all the fashion and fads,
Wear stockings and suspenders
And Joan Collins shoulder pads.
I can deal with sexy and sixty
And wear Vivienne Westwood clothes
Dress up and go out on the town
Wearing all my buttons and bows.
I’m going to be sexy at sixty
I’ll wear Gok Wan lingerie
Find myself a Toy Boy
Then maybe lead him astray.
Swift and sexy at sixty
When I get my Jimmy Choos
Dancing the night away
To the sound of Rhythm and Blues.
Oh! I want to be sexy at sixty
Cause age is a state of mind,
I’m preparing my body at keep fit
So as not to be left behind.
But first I have to deal with old skin
Bad teeth and grey hair,
Then remove the unwanted growths
From just about everywhere.
Then I’ll definitely be sexy at sixty
And undoubtedly done it all
The only problem is that most of it
I simply don’t recall…..