Momma it's a young man's world
Don't know what to do with myself
Getting older, I see how the cycle unfurls
Momma it's a young man's world
You make it while you can
That's what they say to do with yourself
First you earn it, then burn it in the sand
Makin it while you can
It's a young man's world
Ain't no doubt about it, no other frame of mind
Unless you go about it with a different sense of time
Momma it's a young man's world
Don't know what to do with myself
Getting older, I see how the cycle unfurls
Momma it's a young man's world
Don't know what to do with myself
Getting older, I see how the cycle unfurls
Momma it's a young man's world
You make it while you can
That's what they say to do with yourself
First you earn it, then burn it in the sand
Makin it while you can
It's a young man's world
Ain't no doubt about it, no other frame of mind
Unless you go about it with a different sense of time
Momma it's a young man's world
Don't know what to do with myself
Getting older, I see how the cycle unfurls
Momma it's a young man's world
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