Young Folks

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 had my share,

It didn't lead nowhere

I would go along with someone like you

It doesn't matter what you did,

Who you were hanging with

We could stick around and see this night through

And we don't care about the young folks,

Talkin' 'bout the young style

And we don't care about the old folks,

Talkin' 'bout the old style too

And we don't care about their own faults,

Talkin' 'bout our own style

All we care 'bout 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 goin' on,

Hours seems to disappear

Everyone is leaving; I'm still with you

It doesn't matter what we do

Where we are going too

We can stick around and see this night through

And we don't care about the young folks,

Talkin' 'bout the young style

And we don't care about the old folks,

Talkin' 'bout the old style too

And we don't care about their own faults,

Talkin' 'bout our own style

All we care 'bout is talking,

Talking only me and you

And we don't care about the young folks,

Talkin' 'bout the young style

And we don't care about the old folks,

Talkin' 'bout the old style too

And we don't care about their own faults,

Talkin' 'bout our own style

All we care 'bout is talking,

Talking, only me and you

Talking, only me and you

Talking, only me and you

Talking, only me and you