Old man, old man,
Staring at young
Miss Beautiful,
Taking her home
Every night,
Loving her, holding her.

Old man, old man,
Everyday watching
Miss Beautiful,
Smelling her,
Tasting her,
Loving her, feeling her.

Old man, old man,
Wanting to keep
Miss Beautiful,
Hangs her on the
Bedroom wall,
Loving her, owning her.
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Old Man And Miss Beautiful Lyrics

Emiliana Torrini – Old Man And Miss Beautiful Lyrics