Gravity Is a B**chhh

You spend your twenties feeling that you're walking on the ceiling

And you party like you're eight feet tall

You say working's for the birds, chasing dreams and miniskirts

From here, everything seems small

Then thirties come around and you finally feel the ground

Look around and maybe start planning

For what the future holds and though you're far from old

You moisturize and spend less time tanning

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You're hanging over but you're hanging in

You're starting to look like all of your friends

Conversations turning from rock and roll

To kids and politics and how much money you owe

Got bags under your eyes, bigger hips and bigger thighs

You got places that you can't even itch

You can nip it, tuck it, squeeze it but you're never gonna beat it

Cause gravity's a bitch

Forty's kinda boring and you spend your time ignoring

The things you don't see so clear

Your reflection in the glass is gonna knock you on your ass

You wonder how the hell'd it get down here

You're happy in your fifties though things are kind of shifty

At sixty you'll find peace of mind

Go to bed at eight o'clock

And comb your hair if you've still got it

Cause you're almost at the finish line

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You're hanging over but you're hanging in

You're starting to look like all of your friends

Conversations turning from rock and roll

To kids and politics and how much money you owe

Got bags under your eyes, bigger hips and bigger thighs

You got places that you can't even itch

You can nip it, tuck it, squeeze it but you're never gonna beat it

Cause gravity's a bitch

Yeah, gravity's a bitch, I'm here to tell you, gravity is a bitch