Better With Age

Monday morning, I'm running late

I'm just trying to weather, weather today

Pick my pockets, nothing but change

Oh, I'm trying to get better, better with age

Oh, I'm trying to get better, better with age

I didn't know he was a cop when I flipped him off

The lights went on and I knew I was done

He told me, "Give me one reason I should let it slide"

"Well, in my defense, you really don't know how to drive"

Not my best look, I know

But a lady's gotta go where a lady's gotta go

Monday morning, I'm running late

I'm just trying to weather, weather today

Pick my pockets, nothing but change

Oh, I'm trying to get better, better with age

Oh, I'm trying to get better, better with age

There was a little box of chocolates in my house

My brothers and I ate it all by ourselves

And then my daddy got home, yelling "What have you done?

We were selling that candy for the neighbor's son

You know he's got a disease, he's only got a few months

I hope you've had your fun, cause you're going to hell"

I said, "If it makes you feel better, I feel sick myself"

Monday morning, I'm running late

I'm just trying to weather, weather today

Pick my pockets, nothing but change

Oh, I'm trying to get better, better with age

Oh, I'm trying to get better with age

Monday morning, I'm running late

I'm just trying to weather, weather today

Pick my pockets, nothing but change

Oh, I'm trying to get better, better with age