All the girlfriends of my youth
Are probably gray and toothless now,
Probably fat and clumsy too
And lowing like a cow.

How I used to love them then:
Smiles and sweet perfume,
Kisses and hot bikinis
That fit without much room.

But look at me, how much I've changed...
Don't bother, you have a choice...
Oh, to see any one of them now,
Or even to hear her voice!