Young Anymore Songtext
von David Baerwald

She′s a ballerina
She rises with the sun
Puts her leotard on
Does her exercise
Her mama waits outside
Smoking cigarettes in the car
And wishing on a star
And concocting alibis
Me I drift by
A cop casts suspicious eyes
But I'm only thinking of
A blond ballerina age nine


And I am her daddy
And I′m a cold-hearted man
All my friends are behind closed doors
And I watch the little girls
As they traverse across the floor
And I'm thinking
This time maybe I ain't that young anymore

The wind from the freeway
Is blowing her hair
She tied it back with a string
The hot desert sun comes down like a brick
She rubs a little lotion in
A truck flew by
The driver gave a sexy eye
But she didn′t notice
She was only thinking about a blond
Ballerina age nine

And I am her daddy
And I′m a cold-hearted man
All my friends are behind closed doors
And I watch the little girls
As they traverse the floor
And I'm thinking this time
Maybe I ain′t all that young anymore