This is a song about "Senior night"

Grab your nighty night, nighty night, night bear

Day and night are my 'posites rare

My demeanor, thirty years my senior

And the deeper that mean she get the sweeter

When people wore pajamas and lived life slow

But, from a senior who'll be graduating next though,

You can bet your bottom dollar the bottom lips will need stitches

Arthritis in my wrist as if a senior man writes this

I hope she's goin' home with me tonight

I’ll be there every single night

Look, we gone have some fun tonight

I remember everything and that night

And i have to say that music keeps me here, by far, the main thing

Never got to it, now i'm a senior on the verge of failing

This what it sound like if i sent my dad letters

You're a junior, i'm a senior, respect your elders,