I'm coming in, you're going out You want it quiet, and I need it loud You like the band, I hated the show I like it fast, you wanna take it slow I climb a tree, do you need a hand? I tell a joke, that you don't understand I guess you got old That's what you often have been told I wanna dance, you want a straw I love the weed and alcohol But you don't drink, no you don't smoke And you don't laugh on my best joke You say it's cold in summertime Just stay in bed and you'll feel fine I guess you got old That's what you often have been told Every time I see them young chicks dancing in the streets I think about how dirty they were getting Under their sheets Thinking about me I guess I got old I guess I got old I guess I got old I guess I got old I guess you got old I guess you got old, baby Yes you did I guess you got old I guess you got old I guess you got old I guess you got old I guess you got old I guess you got old That's what my mama has been