Music and lyrics
I feel so grown up.
I want to put on a pair of elbow length gloves.
And a dress that has darts that fits in at the waist.
With a little stole around my shoulders.
A furry one.
A pair of nude hose with a lacey garter belt.
Pointy-toed black patent pumps.
A black cigarette holder with rhinestones.
Makes me sing along with heart.
My hands extended in emotion.
My eyes with water at the brim.
"When I was seventeen...."
Drill straight into my heart.
"When I was 21....."
Yes, it was a very good year.
The magical sound.
Goes straight to my soul...
"When I was 35..."
Yes it was a very good year.
This morning...as I listen to it....
It sounds like a martini....smooth, straight to the head....
It makes me want to dance....just a little
It makes my mind wander....just a little
It gives me goose bumps...just a little.
It makes me remember...just a little.
But, mostly, it just makes me think...
But now the days grow short
I am in the autumn of the year
And now I think of my life as vintage wine
from fine old kegs
from the brim to the dregs and it poured sweet and clear
It was a very good year
It was a mess of good years
Good bye 51.......
52 I'm coming....with a martini ....straight up, with a twist.
Yes,it was a very good year.
When I was 51.