yOung folks

Young Folks
Peter, Bjorn & John

If I told you things I did beforeTold you how I used to beWould you go along with someone like meIf you knew my story word for wordHad all of my historyWould you go along with someone like me
I did before and had my shareIt didn't lead nowhereI would go along with someone like youIt doesn't matter what you didWho you were hanging withWe could stick around and see this night through
And we don't care about the young folksTalkin' 'bout the young styleAnd we don't care about the old folksTalkin' 'bout the old style tooAnd we don't care about their own faultsTalkin' 'bout our own styleAll we care 'bout is talkingTalking only me and you
Usually when things has gone this farPeople tend to disappearNo one will surprise me unless you do
I can tell there's something goin' onHours seems to disappearEveryone is leaving I'm still with you
It doesn't matter what we doWhere we are going tooWe can stick around and see this night through
And we don't care about the young folksTalkin' 'bout the young styleAnd we don't care about the old folksTalkin' 'bout the old style tooAnd we don't care about their own faultsTalkin' 'bout our own styleAll we care 'bout is talkingTalking only me and you
And we don't care about the young folksTalkin' 'bout the young styleAnd we don't care about the old folksTalkin' 'bout the old style tooAnd we don't care about their own faultsTalkin' 'bout our own styleAll we care 'bout is talkingTalking only me and youTalking only me and you
Talking only me and youTalking only me and you