Los compadres

I saw you coming down the street
You had the same look as when we first met
Just a little change, a little detail
A wrinkle there, a gray hair here

I saw you show up more than half an hour late
I know you too well, I expected nothing less, oh! From you
That youthful vibe, God bless it
Your hair's getting gray just like mine

And it might hurt us more
Our backs and our hips
And the hangover might last
An entire week

You know that after
Ten, I feel bad
Pizza, my friend
Compared to what I used to be

Oh, oh, oh, tonight we're gonna get wasted
And I don't want to hear you say a word
Oh, oh, oh, for what was and what will be
And for how hard it is to find

Buddies like you
I saw you arrive, just like you always do
At the usual corner, you know which one
A century or maybe more, considering

That I see my childhood in your eyes
Let's drop the 'what ifs'
We’re still almost unscathed
Let’s join in the rhythm

Your bones with my bones
I know the oven's not ready
For pastries, but still
Let’s toast to the
Second to last binge

Oh, oh, oh, tonight we're gonna get wasted
And I don't want to hear you say a word
Oh, oh, oh, for what was and what will be
And for how hard it is to find
Buddies like you
I saw you arrive, good to see you.