Oh I'm the older sister Airbrushed to buggery, so very loverly Oh oh, no, oh oh Well hello, I've come across a quote That very nearly describes me How can I redeem myself I moan as I pick up the ansaphone Just to hear your mother complaining If I am nothing why did you cling on so What's the matter? Didn't have anywhere else to go Like an ageing extras at an LA party So very tarty The sands of time shift uncomfortably Only they can see what I can see Oh oh, no, oh oh But when it comes to ageing gracefully It's impossible for the likes of me You'd probably murder me If I mentioned surgery Or anything of that nature So moving right along I hope you're list'ning to my song I hear you never got my letter Well, this is better