Welcome to Fifty
Steve... Fifty today. Officially old. We checked the math. You fell asleep during the trailer. Before the movie. But you're still the first guy we'd call. Happy birthday, old man. [Verse] You wear your glasses on a chain around your neck You groan out loud just standing up from the couch You tell the same four stories like we've never heard But you're the one who shows up with a truck and a smile [Chorus] Steve, you're fifty And it looks good on you The naps, the lawn, the stories on repeat — And we wouldn't trade a single grey hair (happy birthday, Steve) [Verse] You fall asleep by the third act of every film You fight the thermostat like it owes you money You say "back in my day" and you mean it now And you'd drop everything the second one of us called [Bridge] Fifty years of being the calm in everybody's chaos Turns out that's the man we all want to be when we grow up [Final Chorus] Steve, here's to fifty And it looks good on you The naps, the lawn, the man we all rely on — And we wouldn't trade a single grey hair (happy birthday, Steve)
