I learned the truth at thirty-three
that fainted have the teenage queens
and high school girls who me then scorned,
and married young have now divorced
Those asshole guys who did me tease
have balded now and gone obese
while teenage was a total drag
- being thirty-three is not that bad

And those of us with ugly faces
lacking in the social graces
found our lives in the studies
and made our very own careers
we got our turn and married late
and while as teens we got no date
it is better now at thirty-three

That blue-eyed girl who wore just jeans
she studied hard at HUT
she learnt to love the geeky stuff
and like the guys who were not tough
the pompous airhead teenage queen
soon became a divorcee
with three nosy screaming brats
the best are always the last laughs

So like old Frankie I can say
that I did it my own way
the math may not be all that cool
but who says that you must be fool
while tech is hard to understand
it's nice to now make fifty grand
- I'm content now at thirty-three

And those of us who knew the pain
did later karmic reward gain
and we who knew we'll never be
married in rich family
we learnt to on our own survive
and go on with the career life
and husbands we got finally -
we ugly duckling girls like me

This life's a game and if you dare
you take life in your hands to steer
forget the woman's role so old
and seek your own pot of gold
It's risky thing to career make
but what you really have at stake?
It's my turn now - at thirty-three

(changing the tune to the Winter Wonderland)

And next week, you know, again we go,
Cruising on old El - Camino