Marilyn Monroe | Young and beautiful
And then this one, that's Marilyn Monroe, isn't it?
That's right.
The crazy days, the city lights, the way you'd play with me like a child.
Will you still love me when I'm no longer young and beautiful?
Will you still love me when I got nothing but my aching soul?
I know you will, I know you will, I know that you will.
Will you still love me when I'm no longer beautiful?
I've seen the world, lit it up as my stage now.
Channeling angels in the new age now.
Hot summer days, rock and roll, the way you'd play for me at your show.
And all the ways I got to know your pretty face and electric soul.
Will you still love me when I'm no longer young and soul?
I know you will, I know you will, I know that you will.
Will you still love me when I'm no longer beautiful?
Mr. President, Marilyn Monroe.
Dear Lord, when I get to heaven, please let me bring my man.
When he comes, tell me that you'll let him in. Father, tell me if you can.
All that grace, all that body, all that face makes me wanna party.
He's my sun, he makes me shine like diamonds.
Will you still love me when I'm no longer young and beautiful?
Will you still love me when I got nothing but my aching soul?
I know you will, I know you will, I know that you will.
Will you still love me when I'm no longer beautiful?
Will you still love me when I'm not young and beautiful?