Story Behind The Song

Written after a high school reunion.

Song Description

A bunch of guys sitting around reminiscing about how the past keeps getting better every year.

Lyrics

Sittin' with my buddies, sippin' on tequila and beers
None of us believin' we've known each other all these years
We been telling' stories 'bout things that happened long ago
I won't say we're lyin' but our noses are startin' to grow

Don't it seem just little bit strange that our past is startin' to change
The grounders that we hit back then are now homers flyin' over the fence
Girls we dated when we were 16 Now each one's a Homecoming Queen
The older we get the better we used to be

They should do a study how something like this could be
How a table full o' drinkers can make a change in history
Maybe it's amnesia, the kind that only happens to guys
Or maybe it's what happens when a bunch o' brain cells die

Don't it seem just little bit strange that our past is startin' to change
Instead of flunkin' out of Phys Ed We're scorin' touchdowns instead
This time at the Senior Prom We won't have to go with our Mom
The older we get the better we used to be

Someday when we're geezers sittin' in our rockin' chairs
Drinkin' Irish coffee and peeing in our underwear
By then we will be finished Changin' every bit of our past
We'll be in our 2nd childhood This time it's gonna be a blast

Don't it seem just little bit strange that our past is startin' to change
The Pintos that we drove real slow are now Mustangs and GTO's
The rock bands that had no gigs Now have groupies 'cause we made it big
The older we get the better we used to be
The older...
So pass me some tequila, let's make a change in history