The Player - An Old Man

Like a stag you roam
Love is a game to play
Like a stag you groom
Girls a heartbeat away

Like a bee you fly
Flowers you always seek
Like a bee you don't stay
Flowers you leave so quick

Like a lion you hunt
Savannah is your domain
Like a lion you causes hurt
Ladies are part of the game

Then comes the inevitable
Your skin begins to sag
Then comes the terrible
You are alone and so sad

Now you are like a kid
Wishing you have someone
Now you act like stupid
Wishing you're not alone