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The Edge Of Forty

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The Edge Of Forty
By Geno-Bahamut
Parody of
The Edge Of Glory

(Parody #47)

There ain't no reason dancing round should make me groan.
Alright? Yeah, maybe! (Alright? Yeah, maybe!)
And I got a feelin' bustin' moves won't break my bones tonight. (tonight...)
I understand you think it might but you are wrong.
Alright? Yeah, maybe! (Alright? Yeah, maybe!)
And while we're at it could you bring pain pills along for spite?

I've got to shield the rust, appear adventurous.
Hope no one learns the truth, gonna jump through hoops.
I'm gonna bluff real hard because.

I'm on the edge of forty, and I'm trying to hang onto my youth.
Right on the edge of forty, and I gotta be the picture of smooth.
I'm on the edge, the edge, the edge, the edge, the edge, the edge, the edge,
I'm on the edge of forty, and I'm trying hard to avoid the truth.
I'm aged ahead of you.

Show what I got before I join the other side.
That's right. Yeah, maybe! (That's right. Yeah, maybe!)
I'm gonna bend up something metal really tight, outright.
(Yeah right! Yeah right!)
Don't call me brave, 'cause what I do is all the same.
That's right. Yeah, maybe! (That's right. Yeah, maybe!)
You couldn't tell right now that later I will pay the price.
(Yeah right! Yeah right!)

Try not to reel and such. Keep everything hush-hush.
My face is turning blue, think I have the flu.
But I must keep it up because.

I'm on the edge of forty, and I'm counting every moment accrued.
Right on the edge of forty, and my make-up is now starting to droop.
I'm on the edge, the edge, the edge, the edge, the edge, the edge, the edge,
I'm on the edge of forty, why won't father time just accept my truce?
Let me pretend I'm new.

Holding my head askew.
Not gonna catch a clue.
(Ooh, ooh, ooh...)

[Solo saxophone]

I'm on the edge of forty, and I hope that year will never be queued.
Right on the edge of forty, or at least that's what I hope they construe.
I'm on the edge, the edge, the edge, the edge, the edge, the edge, the edge,
I'm on the edge of forty, now Its time for me to admit the truth.
I'm really forty two. (It's true, it's true, so true, who knew? It's true.)
I'm really forty two. (It's true, it's true, so true, who knew? It's true.)
I'm really forty two. (It's true, it's true, so true, who knew? It's true.)
Soon you'll be forty, too. (It's true, it's true, so true, who knew? It's true.)
I managed to write this in one day and I am happy to say that I'm completely satisfied with it.

The Edge Of Forty (c) Geno-Bahamut
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CoffeeCatPresents's avatar
Looks like it would be pretty good.  It looks good.