Today he traded his '98 Oldsmobile
He got a heck of a deal on a new Porsche car
He isn't wearing his usual gray business suits
He's got jeans and high boots with an embroidered star
'Cause today he's forty years old, going on twenty
But don't look for the gray in his hair
'Cause he ain't got any
He's got a young thing beside him
That just melts in his hands
And he's middle aged crazy
Trying to prove he still can
He's got a woman he's loved for a long, long time at home
But the thrill is all gone, when they turn down the lights
And today he's forty years old, going on twenty
And don't look for the gray in his hair
'Cause he ain't got any
And that young thing beside him, you know she understands
He's just middle aged crazy
Trying to prove he still can
Yes, he's middle aged crazy
Trying to prove he still can

Writer : THROCKMORTON
Copyright : Lyrics © Sony/ATV Music Publishing LLC