Forty Something Teenager
Music: Lyndon Heart
Lyrics: Norma Lee

The makeup gets thicker and the truth is more obscured
In the dim lights of a country bar.
Where some cowboy full of liquor, his vision slightly blurred,
Helps her forget the way things really are.

She’s a forty something teenager tryin’ to stop the clock
To fit a world that caters to the young.
A forty something teenager tryin’ to look like what she’s not
Refusing to believe it can’t be done.

The skirt’s a little shorter, the sweater one size small.
Her beehive hair is just a shade too blonde.
And like those who’ve gone before her,
She is tryin’ to build a wall
Between herself and time that’s marchin’ on.

She’s a forty something teenager tryin’ to stop the clock
To fit a world that caters to the young.
A forty something teenager tryin’ to look like what she’s not
Refusing to believe it can’t be done.

And when the sun goes down this evening,
She’ll put it all together one more time.
And by two she’ll be believing
That she’s a woman in her prime

She’s a forty something teenager tryin’ to stop the clock
To fit a world that caters to the young.
A forty something teenager tryin’ to look like what she’s not
Refusing to believe it can’t be done.