At my ten year reunion I was high as a kite
While my classmates all showed off things that they'd done right
I found a dark corner where I drank and I smoked
Surely the butt of more than a few jokes
I'm sure some were wondering what I'd do with my life
And what I was thinking with no kids and no wife
But to get where I'm going I take my sweet time
Unencumbered by conformity half out of my mind
Late to the party but here nonetheless
I was just screwing around I confess
Got hung up on good times and made quite the mess
So I'm late to the party but here nonetheless
At my twenty year reunion I was soaring again
So were all of my good timing friends
They'd all found their callings, at least that's what they say
Until something better comes calling their way
Late to the party but here nonetheless
I was just screwing around I confess
Got hung up on good times and made quite the mess
So I'm late to the party but here nonetheless
Some folks can't get out of their own way
And it took me a while I'll admit
To settle down and quit f*cking around
And somehow start giving a shit
So at my fifty year reunion I'll be older than dirt
My good timing buddies will still be chasing skirts
My boys will be grown up and out of the house
And I'll no longer wonder what life's all about
Late to the party but here nonetheless
I was just screwing around I confess
Got hung up on good times and made quite the mess
So I'm late to the party but here nonetheless
Late to the party but here nonetheless