bottledWalter

Written: 4/25/01
Words: Walter Koning

Tall woman on Spear St.
How old are you?

You’re beautiful and wholesome
How old are you?

Blonde hair and high heels
How old are you?

Our paths crossed at Howard
How old are you?

You’re twenty-nine or thirty-three
Just like all the rest
When I’m your age you’ll be gone
And I’ll still be looking West
Hoping to find a woman my age
But there’ll be none found cause you were the best