Cliches

The grays in your hair

Make me stare

At your fading age

It fades as we talk

It fades as we walk

To your rocking chair

An old man, you sit

Talk talk too much

This seems hardly fair

You tell silly jokes, 

I smile here and there

To show that I still care

You keep repeating

"I have a strong personality"

I don't know, why you repeat it so

Unless it's not reality

Older men and younger women

We seem like such a cliche

What doesn't work, won't work still

Unless we do it my way

The looks that you give

Seem rehearsed, a little stiff

Like you've done this before

I sat, chat over coffee

Didn't think I seemed so lonely

But you kept on wanting more

A casanova you must be

Animated, delightedly

This is not your affair

I won't sit no more

I will try to ignore

As I side-step away from your snare

You keep repeating

"I have a strong personality"

I don't know, why you repeat it so

Unless it's not reality

Older men and younger women

We seem like such a cliche

What doesn't work, won't work still

Unless we do it my way

Let me play, play

With your mind, mind

As you undress me so

With your beady eyes

I'm not a child, no

I do not think so

I'll disagree, please

Know that before you go