Old Tricks (with Niall Horan)

I remember when

We kids used to be two, three shots followed by a couple others

Wake up, have a beer, never needed to recover

A cold red Gatorade, and I'd feel great

Now it's a bottle of Advil and a whole next day

My old tricks don't work anymore

They don't get it done like they did before

Yeah, the cold, hard truth is gettin' harder to swallow

I guess the younger me is a hard act to follow

My old ways ain't workin' for me

Sometimes I still wake up and think I'm 23

All my elders used to tell me this would happen for sure

Now my old tricks don't work anymore, no, no

(TR, you think that's bad?)

Stupid jokes would make her laugh

Compliments would make her smile

Kisses on her neck always used to drive her wild

All the things I used to do, I can't get away with

Like sayin', "Golfin' with the boys is a business trip"

My old tricks don't work anymore

They don't get it done like they did before

Yeah, the cold, hard truth is gettin' harder to swallow

I guess the younger me is a hard act to follow

My old ways ain't workin' for me

Sometimes I still wake up and think I'm 23

All my elders used to tell me this would happen for sure

Now my old tricks don't work anymore

(Here we go!)

All my old, old tricks

They just don't work anymore

(Break it down)

My old tricks don't work anymore

They don't get it done like they did before

Yeah, the cold, hard truth is gettin' harder to swallow

I guess the younger me is a hard act to follow

My old ways ain't workin' for me

Sometimes I still wake up and think I'm 23

All my elders used to tell me this would happen for sure

Now my old tricks don't work anymore, no, no

We ain't gettin' any younger, are we? Hey