I’m turning 42 on Saturday, and I decided to write and sing a song about it in the style of Taylor Swift’s “22”. Enjoy?

 

It feels like a perfect night
To dress up in sweatpants
And watch some Netflix
Ah-ah, ah-ah
It feels like a perfect night
To go to bed before midnight
And say goodnight to my children
Ah-ah, ah-ah

Yeah, I’m happy, sore, resigned, and sleepy at the same time
It’s miserable and magical, oh yeah
Tonight’s the night where I panic about my deadlines
No time, oh-oh

I don’t know about you
But I’m feeling 42
Everything will be alright if
My kids don’t give me the flu
I could use some coffee
I bet you could use some too
My back will be really sore if
I just keep dancing like I’m 42, 42.

It seems like one of those days
This grocery store’s too crowded
Too many tourists
Ah-ah, ah-ah
It seems like one of those days
I ditch work early
And end up cleaning instead of chillin, yeah

I’m happy, sore, resigned, and sleepy in the best way
It’s miserable and magical, oh yeah.
Tonight’s the night where I forget to make my kid’s lunches
School time, oh-oh.

I don’t know about you,
But I’m feeling 42
Everything will be alright…
How did my kid lose his shoe?
I wake in the night to pee
I bet you do too
I think I need to sit down
I can’t keep dancing ‘cause I’m 42, 42, 42, 42

It feels like one of those days
I’m getting older
It feels like one of those days
I threw out my shoulder
It feels like one of those days
And my knee too
I think I caught that flu
I probably caught it from you