I know I'm not so perfect now, but I'm pretty bloody close
If it wasn't for my wrinkles or great long pointy nose
My figure's really hour glass except for cellulite
And in my hair you'll find no grey if I have dyed it right.

My boobs sit up real perky in my brand new push up bra
And my skin is always glowing with menopause not far.
My arse looks great in jeans worn with elastic sided waist
You'll never see my tuck- shop arms in sleeves always encased.

My twenty, twenty vision has come down to number ten
I need to put my glasses on more often now than then.
My pearly whites live in a jar I take them out each night
I know I am not perfect still but most things are just right.

When I look into the mirror too sometimes don't recognise
The woman staring back at me with crows feet near her eyes.
I'd like to think I haven't changed; but if I tell the truth
Old age has crept upon my bod that once was flushed with youth.

Wolf whistles I still get sometimes mistaken for a girl
But how it sets my heart alight my lips a smile does curl.
Oh yes I'm not so perfect now SOME changes I do see
But can't go back so I'll accept just what is meant to be