It's been your 20s feeling that you're walking on the ceiling
And you party like you're eight feet tall
You say work is for the birds
Chasing dreams and mini skirts
From here everything seem small

Then 30's come around and you finally feel the ground
Look around and maybe start planning
For what the future holds
And though you're far from old, your moisturizer's been less time tanning

You're hanging over, but you're hanging in
You're starting to look like all of your friends
Conversations turnin' from rock n' roll
To kids and politics and how much money you owe

Got bags under your eyes, bigger hips and bigger thighs
You got places that you can't even itch
You can nip it, tuck it, squeeze it
But you're never gonna beat it
'Cause gravity's a bitch

Forty's kinda boring
And you spend your time ignoring the things you don't see so clear
Your reflection in the glass is gonna knock you on you ass
You wonder how the hell it get down here

You're happy in your fifties
Though things are kinda shifty
At sixty you find peace of mind
Go to bed at eight o'clock and comb your hair if you still got it
'Cause you're almost at the finish line

You're hanging over, but you're hanging in
You're starting to look like all of your friends
Conversations turnin' from rock n' roll
To kids and politics and how much money you owe

Got bags under your eyes, bigger hips and bigger thighs
You got places that you can't even itch
You can nip it, tuck it, squeeze it
But you're never gonna beat it
'Cause gravity's a bitch

Yeah gravity's a bitch
I'm here to tell ya
Gravity is a bitch Writer/s: MIRANDA LAMBERT, SCOTTY WRAY
Publisher: Sony/ATV Music Publishing LLC
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