I’m not sure this really will impact all of you who read this the way it did me, but it hit me tonight on this first day of 2012 that I’m really getting old.
Nancy and I were having dinner with the kiddos at a restaurant in North Kansas City on our way home from celebrating Christmas with family in Springfield. There was some ambient music playing that we both immediately recognized. I sang a few lines to Nancy to humor her. She didn’t laugh, though the kids sure did.
Jeffrey was grinning ear to ear. Apparently he kind of liked the song, which Nancy noticed. She turned to him and said something to the effect of:
“So, you kind of like the oldies, do you?”
I couldn’t believe she was referring to the song as “oldies”. I said, “It’s not THAT old of a song!”
Of course, I had to find out.
I googled the lyrics, because I couldn’t remember the title and artist (sign number one I was about to feel a whole lot older than I think I am):
“But it just may be a lunatic you’re looking for!”
Google spewed it’s results.
Billy Joel. “You May be Right”. 1980.
I stood corrected. The song is 32 years old.
I feel MUCH older now.
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