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Old enough to be her dad
But the young men were just mad they nursed their grievances

But she was flattered by his charm
It wouldn't do her any harm, they'd all had their chances

He sent her flowers and limousines
And she was treated like a queen
Anything she ever wanted
was no problem for a man like him
And everyone expected soon
That she could ask him for the moon
If she would wear his ring

Knowing glances from his friends
In the homes at the weekends of high society

But at one degrees removal
What he'd lost in their approval
He made up for with a certain notoriety

But their wives had colder glances
They'd a name for such romances
`n they'd conferred on all the thoughts that they were picking

But he didn't give a damn
He'd never felt more like a man, but all the time the clock was ticking

And all would envy
the older man, and his beautiful young wife
all would envy

In a house upon a hill
She was there with time to kill
She`d lived a life she'd only dreamed
But life was never what it seemed
To all the old friend `t she ignored
She denied that she was bored
She had no time for dancing, no time for dancing

But the clock upon the wall
`s just ticking in the hall always reminded her
life was going on else well
But she was happy and she `d swear she wouldn't change a thing

`n all would envy, the older man and his beautiful young wife
`n, all would envy

Now it's 5 o'clock am
She must have spent the night again with that old friend of hers
She loves to dance
She's missing more and more these days
and still stuck in his old ways
Perhaps she needs a little more romance
But the clock upon the wall `s ever ticking in the hall
She must be home soon,
Where a younger man would weep
He takes a pill and goes to sleep

Now who would envy, the older man and his beautiful young wife
Who would envy?
Who would envy?

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