natslaShe's only just
Twenty-seven years old
She still looks good
And it's not her fault
That she keeps meeting men
But she's on her own
There's her unfed cat
And a bill for the phone
And a tiny table
For her modest meal
He dropped in last night
But he's not for real
The year is near over
But he takes his time
And in a couple of years
She'll be past her prime
(с) Макаревич
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