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Writer's pictureKaren Pyra

Social Standards


About this Song


I am short, wide, strong as an ox, thickening in the middle as I conquer menopause, have silver hair, lots of wrinkles and need reading glasses. Exactly the opposite of everything society says makes a beautiful woman. Society sends so many messages that women who are older and rounder are less beautiful and somehow less worthy than younger thinner women. This song is my response to that incredibly dumb social standard, and a reminder to women everywhere, of every age and size that you are beautiful.



Lyrics



Society has its standards you know, we women should be thin


We should wear a bra, and stylish clothes, and hold our tummy in


Growing old should be avoided, buy wrinkle cream for our face


Cover the grey in your hair, and make sure you watch your weight...


But I've got different ideas…



For almost sixty years now, I've been carving my own path


And I am here to tell you, social standards make me laugh


I'm celebrating my aging bod and living a life of fun


These highlights in my hair are silver, I've earned every one…



These lines on my face come from laughing every day


Others are from frowns that have happened along the way


I've got jiggly bits I didn't have when I was slim and young


But that's ok cause that just means there’s more of me to love…




Chorus


Oh I'm a post menopausal babe


And I'm happy as I can be


I don't give a crap for your social standards


‘cause I define my own beauty




My arms seem too short now to hold the things I read


I walk into a room six times to remember what I need


I used to watch ads for sanitary pads now it’s incontinence


Cause at my age you dribble when you have a laugh my friends



Lacy thongs are fashionable but if I wore them – they’d get lost


I’ll stick to my granny panties and pass on that butt floss


I wear yoga pants to work because darn it they’re comfy


I wear a bra for workouts but otherwise they swing free…



Chorus



Who says past sixty, you can’t be frisky and that by my age romance is dead?

My ankles can’t dance in stilletos now, but damn! I can wear them to bed!



Chorus



Oh I'm a post menopausal babe


And I'm happy as I can be (second time: I have set myself free)


I don't give a crap for your social standards


‘cause I define my own beauty

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