| Well, its beginning to take hold
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| That Im gettin too old to act the fuckin fool that I feel maybe Im just too lazy
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| To stop actin crazy and past the point of playin for real
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| But oh, its makin me Old man, its sure takin its toll
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| Cant put on the brakes yet
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| Got the pedal to the floor
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| But man you aint a kid you aint a kid, no more
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| Well now Im pushin thirty but my legs are sturdy
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| And ready to run like hell
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| But Id rather be racin round
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| While shes busy face down in my 450 s.e.l.
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| But whoa, little lady dont ask for my i.d.
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| Dont wanna know, no I dont
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| Gettin all the lovin now I never had before
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| But kid you aint a kid you aint a kid, no more
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| Yeah, when you feel this way
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| Well you get your kicks and lovin nearly every day
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| Yeah, when he feels this way
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| Then he knows what he wants and he takes what he gets and he…
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| I need a shot like a trigger from a potion in a jigger
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| To keep my motor razor clean
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| I might start actin funny but dont worry honey
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| Just lay back and service my machine
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| I may be older but the grape gets sweeter
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| The longer that its on the vine
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| You got no right in what youre thinkin
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| After doin what you did
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| Kid you aint a kid you aint a kid, no more |