lyrics “Forty-Five, Second Life”
Cast off your old skin like a snake
Free your mind, become awake
Open pores to new vibrations
Explore the jungle of hot sensations
Ooh ooh
Forty-five, forty-five
Turning point, second life
Burn your ships and set a fire
To young ideas and fresh desires
Ooh wah
When midlife calls, some men will be boys
Who swap their careers for girls and toys
Fast cars, work-out and flashy clothes
Work on the diet and the beer belly goes
Ooh ooh
Forty-five, forty-five
Turning point, second life
Burn your ships and set a fire
To young ideas and fresh desires
Ooh wah
When crisis falls some men will be men
Who keep heads cool and count to ten
Set new goals for their now and then
It’s heaven or hell, but we don’t know when
Ooh ooh
Forty-five, forty-five
Turning point, second life
Burn your ships and set a fire
To young ideas and fresh desires
Ooh wah
© Forty-Forty 2010