I remember when
Weekends used to be two or three shots followed by a couple others
Wake up, have a beer, never needed to recover
A cold red Gatorade and I feel great
Now it's a bottle of Advil and the whole night stays
My old tricks don't work anymore They
don't get it done like they did before
Yeah,
the cold hard truth is getting harder to swallow
I guess the younger me is the harder I can follow
My old ways ain't working for me
Sometimes I still wake up and think I'm 23
All my elders used to tell me this would happen for sure
Now my old tricks don't work anymore
No, no
You think that's such, man, listen
Stupid jokes would make her laugh Compliments would make her smile
Kisses on her neck always used to drive her wild
All the things I used to do I can't get away with
Like saying hunting with the boys is a business trip
My old tricks don't work anymore They
don't get it done like they did before
Yeah,
the cold hard truth is getting harder to swallow
I guess the younger me is the harder I can follow
My
old ways ain't working for me Sometimes
I still wake up and think I'm 23
All my elders used to tell me this would happen
for sure Now my old tricks don't work anymore
Here we go!
Wait, where are we going?
All my old, old tricks
They just don't work anymore
My old tricks don't work anymore
They don't get it done like they did before
Yeah,
the cold hard truth is getting harder to swallow
I guess the younger me is the harder I can follow
My old ways ain't working for me
Sometimes I still wake up and think I'm 23
All my elders used to tell me this would happen
for sure Now my old tricks don't work anymore
No, no
We ain't getting any younger, are we?