The Moves from Ages by Benjamin Faust

Old lady walking
Down the street alone
She got long white hair
Rosacea despite balm

Her gnarly hands open
Door to restaurant
She said, “Serve me up a dish”
I said, “Order what you want”

Well, it’s not like me, kinda mean
Playing her for her purse string
Tootsie Roll and sugar cane
Eat her dough to ease my pain

A broom and a dustpan
My job keeps me in demand
Side hustle bucks fan
She supplies, I’m her man

We could've been together
A couple so odd
May-December lovers
Like Harold and Maude

Keep ourselves together
With a hearse on the scene
Blowing bubbles in bed
With the ripened cougar queen

But Old Lady’s husband
Is waiting at the table
In a moment she will join him
With her walker she is able

And Old Lady’s husband
Pops the blue diamond
When he hops on ready
She go, “What perfect timing!”

Said a broom and a dustpan
My job keeps me in demand
Side hustle bucks fan
She supplies, I’m her man

Now girl
You know you’re like
Lillian Gish
Back from the crypt
Ah
That’s right
You let me do all the work
Hold still now

• Alternative
• alternative rock
• avant-pop
• lo-fi pop
• novelty song
• novelty songs
• piano based
• seduction
• Fort Worth