Yeah! Okay. It’s Patty Stans on the track, yeah. The song goes out to everybody that was born in 1988. Or I guess late 1987, that works too. Huh! Bitch I already had my five-year High School reunion. I’m getting ready for the 10th. I’m still young, but I’m not that young. I don’t want to get married, but I could see myself settling down in a few years if I met the right girl. Okay.
Huh Let, let’s, let, let’s get it. Okay. Yeah.
Okay, I’m 20 something, 24 to be exact. Yeah, getting older sucks that I don’t want to subtract, been through years since graduation, No more going to class, buy my own groceries, parents still pay for my gas, Can’t rent a car. But I can drive to the bar, I’m the designated driver to my friends, I’m a star. Taxi’s too expensive, cause the drive is pretty far.
I can’t be hungover in the morning, because I’m learning guitar. Traded the backpack for a briefcase. In my job, I’m devoted, gets to work 10 minutes early, cause I’m trying to get promoted. Used to drink, heavily, now it’s a rare occurrence, doesn’t matter if I stumble on my parents’ insurance Growing up is tough, all these responsibilities, got to hit the gym, cause I’m loosing my agility. My vocab has changing, I say things like for good measure. And when I get free time, you know, I’m reading for pleasure.
Yeah, I’m 24, I know, I’ve said it before, but I’ll say it again, just so you can be sure, I’m not really that old, but I’m not that young. When it comes to my life, I’m a third of the way done, okay, I’m 24, it’s pretty cool, I suppose. Can’t afford Whole Foods, so I hit Trader Joe’s.
I would worry about my age, but why even bother? Honestly, I’m just glad that I’m not anyone’s father. Wedding season’s coming up, my friends getting married, don’t have a girlfriend, because commitment is scary. Facebook greetings, checking out all the friends of the bride. Getting nervous, because I still don’t know how to tie a tie. I’m in the podcast, yoga, and foreign documentaries. My hotel’s not five stars, but breakfast is complementary. Spend too much at dinner, but I don’t even care, cause in case you weren’t aware, I’m a multi-thousandaire.
Places I key and out from the bath to the kitchen, made the switch to what doctor, no more pediatrician, getting horny because I haven’t had sex in a while. Guess I’ll check for matches on my online dating profile, Thinking about my future, and it’s making me weary, especially because I think my back’s getting kind of hairy. My metabolism’s gone, it’s harder to control of my hunger, and when I get I.D.ed, it always makes me feel younger.
Yeah I’m 24, I know, I’ve said it before, but I’ll say it again, just so you can be sure, I’m not really that old, but I’m not that young. When it comes to my life, I’m a third of the way done, that’s right I’m 24, it’s pretty cool, I guess, doing laundry on the weekend, using permanent press, I run this dishwasher, silverware’s no longer dirty. And I’ll probably regret this song, by the time I turn 30.