Slippin'

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