She's still borrowing from her parents
Still barely making her rent
She's still rarely changing her bed sheets
And she goes out like it's going out of trend
She's still chasing boys like she's sixteen
Still drinking 'til she's sore
So increasingly she's wondering
If she should grow up some more
And she knows it's just a number
But she feels it weighing down somehow
'Cause she's not getting any younger
She might simmer down now might simmer
She still holidays in Newquay
Goes surfing in the sun
Still picks up boys on the sеafront
A kind of mermaid with a really filthy tongue
And it could bе just me
But maybe she's lonely
And maybe she just keeps
Looking for trophies
To make her feel good
So increasingly she's wondering
If she should grow up some more
And she knows it's just a number
But she feels it weighing down somehow
'Cause she's not getting any younger
She might simmer down now might simmer
And she knows it's just a number
But she feels as though it's not allowed
To act like she is someone younger
She might simmer down now might simmer
Simmer down, simmer down, should I simmer down, down?
Simmer down, simmer down, just simmer
She's still trying to work herself out
Still searching thte unknown
She's still showing off her feathers
A flamingo with a diamond studded bow
And some of her friends say
"But will she be okay?"
And "when will she come down?"
Or "will she be au fait with growing older?"
And increasingly they wonder
If she should grow up some more
Then again it's just a number
And she's only turning sixty-three
So just as long as she has hunger
She won't simmer down, no, won't simmer
And she knows it's just a number
And she knows it's just a way for us
To keep a hold on when she comes home
She won't simmer down, no, won't simmer
Then again it's just a number
And she's only turning sixty-three
So just as long as she has hunger
She won't simmer down, no, won't simmer
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