I've seen the world, done it all, had my cake now.
Diamonds, brilliant and Bel'air now.
Summer nights, mid-july when you and I were forever wild.
The crazy days, city lights, the way you'd play with me like a child.
Will you still love me when I'm no longer young and beautiful?
Will you still love me when I've got nothing but my aching soul?
Will you still love me when I'm no longer beautiful?
I've seen the world, lit it up as my stage now
Channeling angels in, the new age now
Hot summer days, rock and roll
The way you'd play for me at your show
And all the ways I got to know
Your pretty face and electric soul.
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