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Take me as I am, and I will take you as you are
By the hand, and hopefully we make it far
In our tenure at Senior Suites

Show me what you got, dilaudid and oxys on deck
That's a lot. I notice wrinkles in your neck
Make me feel a way I've never felt

What's so wrong with growing old?
Our families left us here in the cold
Real sense of connection
Object of affection
Has gracefully entered my cloudy point of view

I've been around so long so I'm not afraid to say
That I love you, I love you, I love you

You make me sing



Credits
Writer(s): Ryan Kiolbassa
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