I’ve got a reputation, br That holds no limitations. br A taste for life that won’t die, br A candle that burns at both ends. br When I die I’ll be partying with the gods like I have no care. br My daddy begs me to stop, br Worries that I’ll party myself into a an early grave. br Too young to be old, br Feet up wondering where did my life go. br While there is breath in my body, br I’ll be making a name for myself. br Many pages written, br Many chapter to write. br Too young to settle down, br Too young to be worrying about the man that I am.