She's got silver streaks in a cloud of hair
Up up i whirl to a sweet nowhere
Yeah she's my girl and we just don't care
About what sprouts from her roots a grey head we shall share
They make her look so wise, wiser than her years
Lord she's got so much in between her ears
Sometimes I feel like a child in her
Midst cause my lady's got e-x-perience
My my she's the one who puts me in my place
Try now she can't lose vision, style or taste
My my she's the one, I want no time to waste
Silver lines our faces, lucky bare our fate
