Lyrics:

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Well today he traded his big '98 Oldsmobile
He got a heck of a deal
On a new Porsche car
He ain't wearing his usual grey business suit
He's got jeans and high boots
With an embroidered star
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But today he's forty years old going on twenty
Don't look for the grey in his hair
'Cause he ain't got any
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He's got a young thing beside him
That just melts in his hand
He's gone middle aged crazy
Trying to prove he still can

He's gotta a woman that he's loved for a long long time at home
Ah but the thrill is all gone
When they cut down the lights
They've got a business that they spent a while coming by
Been a long uphill climb
But now the profits are high

And today he's forty years old going on twenty
And he hears of sordid affairs
And he ain't had any

And the young thing beside him
He thinks she understands
That he's middle aged crazy
Trying to prove he still can
Oh, he still can
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Thank god I still can