It has gone past me now, the writing phase.
I'm only lookin' for a fantasy, an interlude from reality.
My life has been an open book, really. Everybody knows everything about me.
I want to dance, I want her ass. Why is she ignoring me?
Is it my sweat that's no longer sweet?
Between 21-30 women go through humungous changes. After that, they've generally achieved what they wanted, and they're more settled.