Toni Basil - I'm 28 | Текст песни

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• Toni Basil
• I'm 28

I'm 28, it's getting late
What have I got to do?
My time is gone, my fears are growing
My chances now are few

Like those lotions, sprays, and potions
Scented unguent, mild and pungent
Lipstick, pancake, shadow for the eyes
It's all been advertised
But it's getting me nowhere

I'm 28, it's getting late
What have I got to do?
My time is gone, my fears are growing
My chances now are few

Dresser revealing, sex appealing
Fur and feather, suede and leather
I'm naughty, horny, sure to glamourize
It's all been advertised
But it's getting me nowhere

It's nice to be respectable,
Saintly, sweet, and fair
But I don't want to finish up alone
In a rocking chair

Hey, I'm 28, it's getting late
What have I got to do?
I'm 28, it's getting late
What have I got to do?
I'm 28, it's getting late
What have I got to do?