The Late Great Libido

Lyrics

Four score and seven years to go I've done it all with none to show By now you think I'd ask myself Think I'd try to pin it down Don't stop, it's almost over now Whisper softly across your mouth Last breath then I'm finally done You always made me feel so young Now I wait too much for me Longer still or so it seems Or so it seems Or so it seems Four score and seven years to go I've done it all with none to show Now I wait too much for me Longer still or so it seems