Hey diddle diddle there’s more on my middle,
I need to go down for a walk!
But when there’s time and the weather is fine,
I go meet my friends and we sit down and talk.
It’s coffee or chai with some nice apple pie,
And soon we’re on a lovely sugar high.
There’s more on our middles than every before,
We’re women of substance you see,
There’s grey in our hair and it’s gonna stay there,
It’s a sign that the years have shaped us, with care.
There’s more on our middles than every before,
We’re women of substance – we are so much more.
To friendship. To food. And to substance.
