Lyric

Walking past the station

Watching all the young ones go

Matching caps and easy smiles

Looking cooler than they know

And every brim is straight and flat

Smooth as a summer sea

Back when I was young like that

A cap meant baseball to me

The Tigers, Yankees, whoever

We wore our team with pride

Now I see those funny little caps

Everywhere I walk outside

Times are changing

Yes, I know

I really do

But somehow every afternoon

That little brim catches my view

Flat or curved?

What's the style these days?

Flat or curved?

I don't quite know what to say

Is there a little piece of plastic

Hidden underneath?

Flat or curved?

Maybe flat is pretty neat

I tell myself

"It's not my style"

Then I look again

And smile

Sunday afternoon at home

My son's cap sits on the chair

I pick it up and turn it round

Nobody else is there

I put it on and check the mirror

Just for curiosity

Tilt it left, then tilt it right

Well... it doesn't look so bad on me

No, wait... what am I doing?

I'm a father, not a kid

But honestly, I have to say

I kind of like the way it fits

Just a little experiment

No one needs to know

Maybe I could wear it once

When my son is out the door

Flat or curved?

I'm beginning to see

Flat or curved?

Maybe flat could work for me

I tilt it back

I tilt it down

I practice looking cool

I almost feel like twenty-five

What a ridiculous fool

Then I hear my son's footsteps

Coming down the hall

I take the cap off quickly

And pretend I touched nothing at all

And then I think about my father

Back when I was young

He'd watch my crazy fashion

And wonder what I'd done

Baggy pants and funny shoes

He'd shake his head and smile

I thought he didn't understand

But now I know his style

Every generation has a look

That makes the others stare

The young think it's completely cool

The old just wonder where

Maybe that's the way it goes

And maybe that's alright

Today's strange little fashion

Becomes tomorrow's delight

Flat or curved?

I think I get it now

Flat or curved?

Maybe I was wrong somehow

I don't have to understand

Every little trend I see

Sometimes it's enough to smile

And let the young ones be

Flat or curved?

My stubborn heart has changed

Just a little bit today

Maybe that's okay

No, I won't buy one

Well

Maybe one

I'll wait until tomorrow

When nobody's around

Flat or curved?

Flat, I think