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Blow the dust off your granma's records
let the music fill this place
all the scratches and escapes
reminisce on older days
build the fire in the backyard
roast the marshmallow till it's toast
let the rising smoke remind us
of the things that matter most

People say that we're old fashioned
let them pan that we have no fun
I don't care if they call us foolish
I'd rather walk than have to run.
They will say that we've got no passion
no romance to show the world
just two good old fashioned friendship built
and love to last for me and my pretty girl

Get your keys and your picnic basket
drive the truck till we get lost
take some time to ask the questions
help us see and count the costs
turn the dial to your favourite station
crack it up and sing along
let the laughter and the dancing build the life
we know we're strong

People say that we're old fashioned... /etc./

I wanna hold your hand
I wanna kiss your lips
I will wait till I can call you mine for keeps
I wanna show my heart
sweep you off your feet
but I will wait till I can call you mine
call you mine for keeps

People say that we're old fashioned... /etc./

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