I've always been the independent type,
never needed a man.
Could always do things on my own,
I had a one woman plan.
Then time happens and seasons change.
And just like that,
those plans go down the drain.
Maybe my mid life crisis has begun to set in.
Because now all I can think of
is retirement, dying, and the love of a good man.
Retirement..I've got that handled,
and death hasn't happened yet.
But the love of a good man...
where am I going to get that?
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