In late mid-life but not yet old age
when the reaper is sharpening his mower
comes a pause in life's endeavors
wasted away in happy hours

We while away the evenings
having too much to drink
anything with caffeine
dirty dishes still litter the sink

We turn on the television
watching the same old shows
and in our confusion
spill the drink on our clothes

The kids all think we're hopeless
and way over the hill
they never stop laughing at us
as we seek new thrills

We no longer have the energy
to go tripping through the bars
nor have the synergy
for mixing drinks with cars

if you haven't bought the ferrari yet, you ain't seen sh!t!!