choice the devil take you what I have I want to learn to appreciate you every line traces history of emotion & your smile & I thank the lord that beauty's getting older in the eye of the beholder there'll be no pin-back cheeks for me no lolita on my knee choice is distraction all I want is easy action one of gold worth a hundred of your nickel & your time & I thank the lord that beauty's getting older in the eye of the beholder there'll be no portrait up my stairs there'll be no grecian in my hair & I thank the lord that beauty's getting older in the eye of the beholder there'll be no pin-back cheeks for me no lolita on my knee