Growing Older, but Not Up - Live

By: Jimmy Buffett
 1980
 For all those who don't feel as old as they are and never will
 I rounded first never thought of the worst
 As I studied the shortstop's position
 Crack went my leg like the shell of an egg
 Someone call a decent physician
 I'm no Pete Rose, I can't pretend
 Though my mind is quite flexible, these brittle bones don't bend
 I'm growing older but not up
 My metabolic rate is pleasantly stuck
 Let those winds of time blow over my head
 I'd rather die while I'm living than live while I'm dead
 Sometimes I see me as old manatee
 Headin' south as the waters grow colder
 Tries to steer clear of the hum-drum so near
 It cuts prop scars deep in his shoulder
 But that's how it goes (that's how it goes), right to the end
 Though his body's quite flexible, that barnacle brain don't bend
 I'm growing older but not up
 My metabolic rate is pleasantly stuck
 Let those winds of time blow over my head
 I'd rather die while I'm livin' than live while I'm dead
 Now don't get me wrong
 This is not a sad song
 Just events that I have happened to witness
 And time takes its toll as we head for the poll
 And no one dies from physical fitness
 So what the hell, we'll take it right to the end
 As the days grow more complicated the nightlife still wins
 I'm growing older but not up
 My metabolic rate is pleasantly stuck
 Let those winds of change blow over my head
 I'd rather die while I'm living than live while I'm dead
 Let those winds of time blow over my head
 I'd rather die while I'm living than live while I'm dead