(Whistle) If I told you things I did before Told how I used to be Would you go along with someone like
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 had my share It didn't lead nowhere I would go along someone like you
It doesn't matter what you did Who you were hanging with We 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 folks Talking about the old style too And we don't care about our own folks Talking about our own style we care about is talking Talking only me and you
Usually when things has gone this far People tend to disappear No one would surprise me unless do
I can tell there's something going on Hours seem to disappear Everyone is leaving I'm still with you
It 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 style too And we don't care about our own folks Talking about our own style All we care is talking Talking only me and you