The mirror tells a story that I’d rather not believe, Of a body that has traveled and has earned its own reprieve. I’m packing up my sunscreen and a towel for the sand, Though my hourglass has shifted like the dunes across the land. I used to be a looker, yeah, I turned a head or two, But that was back when beer was cheap and skies were always blue. (Chorus) Oh, the straps are digging in, and the fabric’s feeling thin, I’m wearing all the memories of the places that I’ve been. The tide is coming in, but I’m not what I have been, I don’t look good in my bikini anymore, but I’m jumping in! The sands of time have settled in a place they shouldn't be, My silhouette is softer than it used to be at sea. Too many years of sunshine and too many rounds of ale, Have left me with a figure that is looking rather frail. The gravity is winning, it’s a battle I can’t fight, My skin is like a roadmap of a long and wild flight. (Chorus) Oh, the straps are digging in, and the fabric’s feeling thin, I’m wearing all the memories of the places that I’ve been. The tide is coming in, but I’m not what I have been, I don’t look good in my bikini anymore, but I’m jumping in! I’ve got a cooler full of water and a hat to shade my eyes, I’m done with sucking in my gut to win a hollow prize. The ocean doesn't care about the dimples on my knee, It’s just happy to be crashing on the likes of folks like me. My youth was spent in motion, now I’m moving at my pace, With a smile that’s etched in laughter lines all across my face. (Chorus) Oh, the straps are digging in, and the fabric’s feeling thin, I’m wearing all the memories of the places that I’ve been. The tide is coming in, but I’m not what I have been, I don’t look good in my bikini anymore, but I’m jumping in! So let the young ones pose and pout and worry ‘bout the view, I’ve got a date with salty air and a sky of perfect blue. I’ll lay out on my towel and I’ll soak up every ray, I don’t look good in my bikini anymore, but I’m having a great day!
