Is it me, or is it hot in here?
Count to ten, and then I face my fear
Why do I want to suffer a night of rejection?
I'm too old to get a second glance
Trying hard, won't you give me a chance?
I'd better look alive, so we make a connection
We could be on the dance floor
You might be the one who feels so right
You might have a secret appetite
For a woman of a certain age on a Saturday night
You should have seen me twenty years ago
You'd have begged me
I'd have told you no, believe me
How the might have fallen from grace now
Did I mention I'm on 250k?
Did I mention I'm just here to play?
I'm not the psycho girl who'll get all in your face, now
I've seen you before
I think your Daddy went to my local school
He was not my friend, he was much too cool
Maybe we could take a selfie to show he's been played for a fool
Every Saturday, one after the other
I'm wondering if I'm the same age as your mother
I'm only here for a one-time lover
You could come back to my place
I could make it so very worth your while
I can guarantee that I'm versatile
But don't think that you can stay overnight
I might run a mile
I'm not a sugar mama
I'm not about to change up my routine
I pay to keep my house disconcertingly clean
And to give that all away yet again
Would be frankly obscene