Young Folks - Sleeping At Last

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