CHORUS: There's nothin' I can do about the wrinkles
They're with me till the day I die.
There's nothin' I can do about the wrinkles
It won't do any good to try, so
Next time I look into the mirror,
I'll chuckle at the face I see.
There's nothin' I can do about the wrinkles
They're God's latest fashion for me!

Should I be tempted to buy a cream
That would recreate the face of my dreams?
Turn back the clock, reverse the gears,
Return me to my teenage years?
Elasticize my sagging chin
Restore my alluring dimples....
If it really worked; if it did the trick,
It might bring back my pimples! SING CHORUS

Should I be tempted to stop and look
At the cosmetic counter's makeover nook?
That cute little gal in the size 2 jeans
Hasn't got a clue what aging means!
She'd plaster me with mud that cracks,
Rub in essential oils.
If it really works, if it does the trick,
Would it make me a brand new girl?

BRIDGE: Avon's calling, Mary Kay
Please don't visit me today.
Now I've learned there's not a race
To see who has the youngest face
Cover Girl and Estee Lauder
I'm content, so please don't bother. INSTRUMENTAL

Should I shell out fifty bucks an ounce
When the formula's free that'll give me a bounce?
Like tossin' a ball to my grandbaby boy?
The giggles and the wiggles that generate joy?
Re-emphasize those smile lines
Crows feet are showy wrinkles!
For with every glance, they only enhance
Sparklin' eyes that twinkle! SING CHORUS