A Lady Of A Certain Age Lyrics - Divine Comedy

Back in the day you had been part of the smart set 

You'd holidayed with kings, dined out with starlets 

From London to New York, Cap Ferrat to Capri 

In perfume by Chanel and clothes by Givenchy 

You sipped camparis with David and Peter 

At Noel's parties by Lake Geneva 

Scaling the dizzy heights of high society 

Armed only with a cheque-book and a family tree 

You chased the sun around the Cote d'Azur 

Until the light of youth became obscured 

And left you on your own and in the shade 

An English lady of a certain age 

And if a nice young man would buy you a drink 

You'd say with a conspiratorial wink 

"You wouldn't think that I was seventy" 

And he'd say, "no, you couldn't be!" 

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You had to marry someone very very rich 

So that you might be kept in the style to which 

You had all of your life been accustomed to 

But that the socialists had taxed away from you 

You gave him children, a girl and a boy 

To keep your sanity a nanny was employed 

And when the time came they were sent away 

Well that was simply what you did in those days 

You chased the sun around the Cote d'Azur 

Until the light of youth became obscured 

And left you on your own and in the shade 

An English lady of a certain age 

And if a nice young man would buy you a drink 

You'd say with a conspiratorial wink 

"You wouldn't think that I was sixty three" 

And he'd say, "no, you couldn't be!" 

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Your son's in stocks and bonds and lives back in Surrey 

Flies down once in a while and leaves in a hurry 

Your daughter never finished her finishing school 

Married a strange young man of whom you don't approve 

Your husband's hollow heart gave out one Christmas Day 

He left the villa to his mistress in Marseilles 

And so you come here to escape your little flat 

Hoping someone will fill your glass and let you chat about how 

You chased the sun around the Cote d'Azur 

Until the light of youth became obscured 

And left you all alone and in the shade 

An English lady of a certain age 

And if a nice young man would buy you a drink 

You'd say with a conspiratorial wink 

"You wouldn't think that I was fifty three" 

And he'd say, "no, you couldn't be!"