The Older Sister

Oh, I'm the older sister

Airbrushed to buggery

So very lovely

Oh, whoa, whoa

Oh, whoa, whoa

Well, hello, I've come across a quote

That very nearly describes me

"How can I redeem myself?"

I moan as I pick up the answerphone

Just to hear your mother complaining

"If I am nothing why did you cling on so?

What's the matter, did you have nowhere else to go?"

Like aging extras at an L.A. party

So very tarty

The sands of time shift uncomfortably

Only they can see what I can see

Oh, whoa, whoa

Oh, whoa, whoa

But when it comes to aging gracefully

It's impossible for the likes of me

You'd probably murder me if I mentioned surgery

Or anything of that nature

So moving right along

I hope you're listening to my song

I hear you never got my letter

Well, this is better