I guess you had to be there, she said, you had to be
She handed me a yellowed photograph and then said, see
This was my greatest love,
My one and only love and this is me
Back when we were beautiful beautiful, see
I don't feel very different, she said, I know it's strange
I guess I've gotten used to these little aches and pains
But I still love to dance,
You know we used to dance the night away
Back when we were beautiful beautiful yeah
I hate it when they say I'm aging gracefully
I fight it every day, I guess they never see
I don't like this at all, what's happening to me
To me
But I really love my grandkids, she said, they're sweet to hold
They would've have loved their grandpa, those awful jokes he told
You know, sometimes for a laugh the two of us would act like we were
old
Back when we were beautiful, beautiful, yeah
But I guess you had to be there
From Matraca Berg "Sunday Morning To Saturday Night"