If I told you things I did before
Told you how I used to be Would you go along with someone like me If you knew my story word for word
Had all of my history
Would you go along with someone like me I did before and I had my share
It didn’t lead nowhere
I would go along with someone like you
It doesn’t matter what you did
Or Who you were hanging with
We could stick around and see this night through
And we don’t care about the young folks
Talking about the young style
And we don’t care about the old folks
Talking about the old style too
And we don’t care about Their own folks
Talking about their own style
And All we care about is talking
Talking only me and you
Usually when things has gone this far
People tend to disappear
No one will surprise me unless you do I can tell there’s something going on Hours seem to disappear
Everyone is leaving
I’m still with you
It doesn’t matter what we do Where we are going to We can stick around
And see this night through
And we don’t care about the young folks
Talking about the young style
And we don’t care about the old folks
Talking about the old style too
And we don’t care about their own folks
Talking about their own style
And All we care about is talking
Talking only me and you
Talking only me and you