Slippin' - Patrick Sweany

Slippin' in a cross-town bar

Now I’m racing home to beat the dark

Instead of doing some of what I should

Rockin' beers for lunch, up to nothing good

I got things to do but I didn’t

Looks like I’m slippin'

Lord to get ahead baby better get it fast

All your future plans can come to past

It ain’t funny when it slips away

You look different than baby then you did today

I saw a picture of myself, it looked like someone else

I must be slippin'

I believe it that I’m weakening down

I used to laugh about it but the time is now

Still the same but I’m not as strong

As I used to and it just seems wrong

I keep pushing through the aches and pains

Might be a bit older I still feel the same

I don’t mind if I don’t sleep through the night

I just know I keep on holding tight, holding

Hold on

Slippin' in a cross-town bar