Here's the analogy. If my body were a car, I'd be thinking about trading it in around now. I would like to upgrade. I would be actually on the lot somewhere and some guy with a loud sports jacket would be sizing me up... kinda lookin' around goin--maybe kickin my knees. Looking behind me going That looks a little bashed in back there... Yeah. You mind if I check under the hood 'Well yes I do Thank you very much.(talking about her body and the fact that she's aging.)