She's got silver streaks in a cloud of hair Up up i whirl to a sweet nowhere Yeah she's my girl and we just don't care About what sprouts from her roots a grey head we shall share They make her look so wise, wiser than her years Lord she's got so much in between her ears Sometimes I feel like a child in her Midst cause my lady's got e-x-perience My my she's the one who puts me in my place Try now she can't lose vision, style or taste My my she's the one, I want no time to waste Silver lines our faces, lucky bare our fate