A Man in His Prime

I still bark, I still bite, I still can make you bleed

Not too many miles, not too many years, I'm right where I want to be

I'm holding on to my good old days, yeah, I'll still take it with you

And nothing beats a classic, baby, and I'm the living proof

'Cause I'm a man in his prime

I am aging like whiskey and wine

I'm a man in his prime

Second to none, I lay it on the line, yeah

Razor-sharp, I still cut like a knife, don't you get in my way

Now and then a little rust, but I am here to stay

You think you can't teach an old dog new tricks, it's up to you

But let me tell you something, fella, you ain't got no clue

That I'm a man in his prime

I am aging like whiskey and wine

I'm a man in his prime

Second to none, I lay it on the line, oh, yeah

So, you think you can't teach an old dogs new tricks now?

Well, that's up to you

I'm a man in his prime

I am aging like whiskey and wine

I'm a man in his prime

Second to none, I lay it on the line

'Cause I'm a man in his prime

I am aging like whiskey and wine

I'm a man in his prime

Second to none, I lay it on the line, yeah

Yeah, I'm a man in his prime