Fifty

Well, I guess I'm fucking fifty Some say I'm old as fuck Still sipping Jim Beam whiskey 'Cause goddamn pandemics suck I guess I'm fucking fifty No need to look it up Well, I might be fucking fifty But I still don't give one fuck Well, I guess I'm fucking fifty But I'm still standing tall Even though I can't hear shit I can't see and I'm going bald I guess I'm fucking fifty But I'm better off than you Well, I might be fucking fifty But your mom still thinks I'm cool, woo Well, I guess I'm fucking fifty I'm through drinking and blacking out No more talking shit about Oprah Or fighting at the Waffle House I guess I'm fucking fifty A far cry from seventeen Well I might be fucking fifty But this dick's still long and lean Alright Ah, shit Well, I guess I'm fucking fifty No more groupies o-on the bus (I think I gotta chill) I don't hang much more with outlaws I spend more time at Toys-R-Us I guess I'm fucking fifty But that's okay with me I still rock like a chair, middle finger in the air With my granddaughter on my knee Well, I guess I'm fucking fifty And as I stare down fifty-one I got a million crazy stories And can't remember fucking one I guess I'm fucking fifty But I still love to dance Yeah, I might be fucking fifty I think I just shit my pants Well, I guess I'm fucking fifty Getting old really sucks Strippers used to kiss me Nowadays it costs twenty bucks I guess I'm fucking fifty But I still ain't no lame duck And if the critics still don't dig me, fuck 'em They can get deez nuts, yeehaw --- Fifty - Kid Rock