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Forty Four and Counting

Born in eighty-two, February cold Now you're forty-four, and you never get old Voice chat legend, always on the line Sharing space documentaries at a quarter past nine You built champions while the rest of us slept Arena-ready, every promise kept We've been rolling since the dial-up days Pixels, punchlines, and the long-game plays Happy birthday to the realest one I know Forty-four and counting, man, you steal the show Raise a glass and turn the volume way up high Jimmi's day — we're riding till the morning sky You drop a beat and ask "is this one good?" Then flip a warp-drive clip like you knew I would Watch it, love it, lose an hour or three Colonize the stars from a couch in the city Save the game — I need to quit, you laugh Partner in the grind, better half of the half We've been rolling through the highs and lows Side by side, that's just the way it goes Happy birthday to the realest one I know Forty-four and counting, man, you steal the show Raise a glass and turn the volume way up high Jimmi's day — we're riding till the morning sky No punchline here, just keeping it straight Through every late night and every debate You showed up steady when the world got loud A friend like you — I'll say it out proud Happy birthday to the realest one I know Forty-four and counting, man, you steal the show Raise a glass and turn the volume way up high Jimmi's day — we're riding till the morning sky Jimmi's day — yeah, Jimmi's day Forty-four, forty-four Here's to forty-four more Forty-four, forty-four Here's to forty-four more