Southside.

Here's a sign of age:

You know when you're driving along in your car and all of a sudden a grrrreat song comes on from when you were in your glory days in high school or at college and you're all, "Yeah, yeah! I love this song. Good tune, gooooood tune" and you go to turn it up (perhaps in an effort to recapture how you felt at 18 or something), and you start singing... only to realize that you don't really know any of the words? But you keep singing over them, changing mid lyric so that there's some resemblance to the correct one or continuing on with the wrong verse? And by the end, you pat yourself on the back because you feel cool like you just fit back into your high school jeans, even though you still managed to fuck up every single word...

I think that happened to me today.