Middle Aged Blues Boogie
Give me a young man
well i was looking round and checking out my very best friends
seems that they'd all taken up with the young young men...
seems that when you reach around middle age
you don't want a final chapter, you want to write another page...
i need a young man, to drive away my middle-age blues
Well seems like men my age are all married, boring or tied
you got to find a young man if you want to feel desired...
now some of my friends is worried 'bout what people may say,
i say age ain't nothin' but a number the good lord made it that way...
i need a young man, to drive away my middle-age blues
You know he can get it up and he can get on down
he'll help you do the dishes, take you out on the town...
he'll let you navigate cause he ain't worried 'bout seniority
you can tell him where to put it, keeping you happy is his priority
I need a young, young man,
i need a young, young man,
i need a young, young man, to drive away my middle-age blues
Well i'll forget about my arthritis, my backache, my lumbago
that young man makes me tango at the horizontal disco
i'm cleaning out my closet, i'm no longer sentimental
forget about experience, i'd rather have potential
a young man to drive away my middle age blues
Well, i don't need no reefer, i don't need no cocaine
all i need is a young man to drive me insane...
i'm throwing away my dustmop, got a brand new vacuum cleaner...
i'm no longer taken for granted, my young man's sexy but sweeter...
a young, young man, to drive away my middle-age blues
An old woman don't yell
an old woman don't tell
an old woman don't swell
an she's grateful as hell
i need a young, young man,
i need a young, young man,
i need a young, young man, to drive away my middle-age blues
Solos
An old woman don't yell
an old woman don't tell
an old woman don't swell
an she's grateful as hell
I need a young, young man,
i need a young, young man,
i need a young, young man, to drive away my middle-age blues
Age ain't nothin but a number
age ain't nothin but a number
age ain't nothin but a number
age ain't nothin but a number
and like a rare wine, you don't get older, you just get better...
give me a young young man...
well i was looking round and checking out my very best friends
seems that they'd all taken up with the young young men...
seems that when you reach around middle age
you don't want a final chapter, you want to write another page...
i need a young man, to drive away my middle-age blues
Well seems like men my age are all married, boring or tied
you got to find a young man if you want to feel desired...
now some of my friends is worried 'bout what people may say,
i say age ain't nothin' but a number the good lord made it that way...
i need a young man, to drive away my middle-age blues
You know he can get it up and he can get on down
he'll help you do the dishes, take you out on the town...
he'll let you navigate cause he ain't worried 'bout seniority
you can tell him where to put it, keeping you happy is his priority
I need a young, young man,
i need a young, young man,
i need a young, young man, to drive away my middle-age blues
Well i'll forget about my arthritis, my backache, my lumbago
that young man makes me tango at the horizontal disco
i'm cleaning out my closet, i'm no longer sentimental
forget about experience, i'd rather have potential
a young man to drive away my middle age blues
Well, i don't need no reefer, i don't need no cocaine
all i need is a young man to drive me insane...
i'm throwing away my dustmop, got a brand new vacuum cleaner...
i'm no longer taken for granted, my young man's sexy but sweeter...
a young, young man, to drive away my middle-age blues
An old woman don't yell
an old woman don't tell
an old woman don't swell
an she's grateful as hell
i need a young, young man,
i need a young, young man,
i need a young, young man, to drive away my middle-age blues
Solos
An old woman don't yell
an old woman don't tell
an old woman don't swell
an she's grateful as hell
I need a young, young man,
i need a young, young man,
i need a young, young man, to drive away my middle-age blues
Age ain't nothin but a number
age ain't nothin but a number
age ain't nothin but a number
age ain't nothin but a number
and like a rare wine, you don't get older, you just get better...
give me a young young man...
Credits
Writer(s): Gaye Todd Adegbalola
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