Too Late!

How far back would I have to go To where I knew every song on the radio? It was back in the 80’s, when I had a perm, And Talking Heads had themselves a house to burn Now I still drive a car with a radio But if you pick a pop station, I probably won’t know Most of the artists that you hear on there And I’m kinda embarrassed and I do kinda care My radio stays on NPR news Which my favorite station plays, plus jazz and blues But I wanna get back into song writing Turning thoughts into lyrics still sounds exciting So I gotta update my music education And let some younger artists give me inspiration The lyrics, the dance moves, the clothing and the beats, But at my age, the first thing that’s jumping out at me: No child prodigy or teen sensation, I’m too late to be the “it” girl of a new generation I might’ve had a chance to be an M I L F But now I’m old enough to be a G I L F But I don’t expect to ever write a big hit song If I do, my video won’t show me dancing in a thong You could call me a lady of a certain age, But I’m too late to be a MILF, scratch that off the page. So it’s not that I don’t think I got it going on I don’t look in the mirror, thinking my looks are gone I’m pretty sure that I can still get a guy’s attention If he’s old enough to be in m-m-my g-generation But looking at the singers who are popular now, Would my video go viral if I dressed up like a cow?!? Don’t mean no disrespect to Ms. Doja Cat, But that ship has sailed for me, I can’t compete with that! And it’s not that I’m afraid to get on up and shake it, but I ain’t dancin’ with the stars, and I can’t fake it Don’t have the moves to dominate the dance floor But I hit my target heart rate, why ask for more? Well, if you gotta dance to be a rock star I still won’t be doing splits on the hood of a classic car I don’t mean to diss young Ms. Taylor Swift, But at my age, I don’t wanna risk breaking a hip No child prodigy or teen sensation, I’m too late to be the “it” girl of a new generation I might’ve had a chance to be an M I L F But now I’m old enough to be a G I L F But I don’t expect to ever write a big hit song If I do, my video won’t show me dancing in a thong You could call me a lady of a certain age, But I’m too late to be a MILF, scratch that off the page. Where my reading glasses? I got mail from A A R P. No crop top with yoga pants for me! I got nothin’ ‘s gonna send this video viral overnight And for me to be rapping doesn’t even seem right, So why all this talk of what I’m never gonna be? And what does being a MILF or not got to do with me? Some women can make any age look hot, But youth is so far in my rearview; I know what I’m not There’s one last reason that I wanna make clear With no dissing any of the awesome Moms out here You could call me a certain age of a lady But I can never be a MILF, ‘cause I ain’t ever had a baby! No child prodigy or teen sensation, I’m too late to be the “it” girl of a new generation I might’ve had a chance to be an M I L F But now I’m old enough to be a G I L F But I don’t expect to ever write a big hit song If I do, my video won’t show me dancing in a thong You could call me a lady of a certain age, But I’m too late to be a MILF, scratch that off the page.