You Blond Haired Woman

You blond haired woman with different coloured eyes
You never cease to fill me with surprise
You charm the men in Dalyston Town Hall
Whilst I stand there like pillar by the wall.

Some may say you are well beyond your prime
Close to the fifty past the forty nine
But you can move with people half your age
And on the dance floor the young ones you upstage.

You blond haired woman lovely to behold
Who would believe you're forty nine years old
The passing years and time you seem to cheat
There's years of dancing in your dancing feet.

You blond haired woman still so young at heart
You don't feel floor shy when the music start
You charm the men in Dalyston Town Hall
Whilst I stand there like pillar by the wall.