Yes, I'm quieter, tired I'm more apt to say "You go on, boys, I'm good Think I'll stay in today." I ain't older (yes, I'm older) But that's not why the scales have tipped. Oh you know I've been chosen to be whipped. Lion tamer, pride life reframer That warm pot of gold Always waiting, fear abating To welcome me home from the cold It's my pleasure or my treasure It's the opening that I had so dreamed for Often screamed for I was as I like to die And then I found her, and now I hound her To get mine fully lipped, I'm in love, love, And I am absolutely Whipped. Must be love I'm whipped and cowed And I'll whoop and holler If I'm allowed.