A love ballad

She got me with her looks, she got me with her stare
Bright blue eyes and her long blonde hair
From the start it was easy to see
This was the girl for me

Who cares if she was 83

She could make me silent, make me shout
And she drove me wild with those dentures out
When we ate people said we were rude
Cause I had to pre-chew her food

Her skin was saggy from her feet to her face
I put my hand up her skirt, second base!
We made love and the more I thrust
The more the room was covered in dust

Then one day I felt I chill
As I woke up from our bed
She was lying there real still
My little lady was already dead
The wake happened on a Saturday night
I just sat there and bowed my head
A little girl was one my right
Crying because her grandma was dead

And that little girl she

Got me with her looks got me with her tears
Feminine beauty beyond her years
From the start it was easy to see
That was the girl me

Who cares if she was only 3