You’re watching. You’re waiting.
You’ve got to spring this trap and soon
You’re hungry, you’re needing
Some fool to stumble into you
They know you, you’re hiding,
No one has ever seen your face
They don’t dare come knocking
They fear your deadly cold embrace
You want them,
you need them,
you’ve got to try…
You’re getting older
Whoa-oh, there she goes
Oh no, you’re getting bolder
Whoa-oh, there she goes again
Oh oh, you’re getting colder
Whoa-oh, there she goes
Oh no, you’re getting… getting…
You’re getting older,
you’re getting bolder
You’re getting colder,
I’m getting over you
You feel it, there’s something
You know you’ve got to see this through
You’re moving, you’re stalking
He’s walking right straight into you
Now finally, you have him
But something steals away your eyes
There’s something you’re missing
You’re going to Feel the Sting this time
Can’t fight it, you tried it,
and now you fly…
You’re getting older
Whoa-oh, there she go es
Oh no, you’re getting bolder
Whoa-oh, there she goes again
Oh oh, you’re getting colder
Whoa-oh, there she goes
Oh no, you’re getting… getting…
You’re getting older,
you’re getting bolder
You’re getting colder,
I’m getting over you
You’re getting older,
you’re getting bolder
You’re getting colder,
I’m getting over you
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