She says
Why don't you let me take you home
He's bored
And doesn't want to sleep alone
She'd like another drink
And he's blinded by her clothes
They sit
In darkened corners everywhere
She's sick
He seems completely unaware
He's spent too long
Going nowhere
He waits round for things to try
She knows ways of killing time
He flies
He says his feet don't touch the ground
She's tired
But she forgets when he's around
It's weird
The way they always dress the same
But he lies
Always denying it again
They spent too long
Going nowhere
He waits round for things to try
She knows ways of killing time
He waits round for things to try
She knows ways of killing timeJust take those old records off the shelf
I'll sit and listen to 'em by myself
Today's music ain't got the same soul
I like that old time rock 'n' roll
Don't try to take me to a disco
You'll never even get me out on the floor
In ten minutes I'll be late for the door
I like that old time rock 'n' roll
Still like that old time rock 'n' roll
That kind of music just soothes the soul
I reminisce about the days of old
With that old time rock 'n' roll
Won't go to hear them play a tango
I'd rather hear some blues or funky old soul
There's only one sure way to get me to go
Start playing old time rock 'n' roll
Call me a relic, call me what you will
Say I'm old-fashioned, say I'm over the hill
Today's music ain't got the same soul
I like that old time rock 'n' roll