The 40 Year Old Dad

I wake up each mornin', knees creak like a door

The kids are already sprintin', I'm stuck on the floor

Coffee's my fuel, but it's never enough

They're runnin' on magic, I'm runnin' on love

Suits with spaghetti, glitter in my hair

I'm a fashion icon… for a daycare

Mmmmmmmmmmm

They laugh when I dab and roll their eyes when I wink

Mmmmmmmm-mmmmmmm

Yeah, I am a forty year old dad

Gettin' up, ten thousand times a day

Cause I am a forty year old dad

My knees sound like thunder

yeah, 'Cause I am a forty year old dad

A forty year old dad

Mmmmmmmm-mmmmmmm

My hobbies are dustin', my dreams on a shelf

The guitar's outta tune, bike rides? Not with this pelf

Dinner's a showdown, broccoli's the clown

They loved it last week, now they just turn it down

Birthday parties, soccer games, I'm drivin' non-stop

Daycare to ballet, then to the donut shop

Mmmmmmmmmmm

I'm a full-time chauffeur, but I still love it the most

Mmmmmmmm-mmmmmmm

Yeah, I am a forty year old dad

Gettin' up, ten thousand times a day

Cause I am a forty year old dad

My knees sound like thunder

yeah, 'Cause I am a forty year old dad

A forty year old dad

Mmmmmmmm-mmmmmmm

Every bedtime's a war, every morning's a race,

I'm wipin' spaghetti right off of my face.

They crash all my tools, but rebuild my heart,

Even when life feels like it's fallin' apart.

Mmmmmmmm-mmmmmmm

Yeah, I am a forty year old dad

Gettin' up, ten thousand times a day

'Cause I am a forty year old dad

My knees sound like thunder,

yeah, 'Cause I am a forty year old dad

A forty year old dad

Mmmmmmmm-mmmmmmm

Cool dad illusions? Yeah, they've long hit the dirt

I'm the guy in pajama pants, wearin' yogurt-stained shirts

The gym membership mocks me, the treadmill's my foe

But chasin' these kids is my cardio

Mmmmmmmm-mmmmmmm

Yeah, I am a forty year old dad

Gettin' up, ten thousand times a day

Cause I am a forty year old dad

My knees sound like thunder

yeah, 'Cause I am a forty year old dad

A forty year old dad

Mmmmmmmm-mmmmmmm

Yeah, the glitter and chaos, it's all worth the pain

Someday I'll miss it—'til then, I'll complain

With my coffee, my shoehorn, and knees that won't bend

I'm a forty-year-old daddy, and I'd do it again

Mmmmmmmmmmm

Cause I am a forty year old dad

Mmmmmmmm-mmmmmmm

Yeah, I am a forty year old dad

Gettin' up, ten thousand times a day

Cause I am a forty year old dad

Mmmmmmmm-mmmmmmm

Mmmmmmmm-mmmmmmm