Young Folks (instrumental)

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 Talking 'bout the young style And we don't care about the old folks Talking 'bout the old style too And we don't care about our own faults Talking 'bout our own style 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 seems 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 'bout the young style And we don't care about the old folks Talking 'bout the old style too And we don't care about our own faults Talking 'bout our own style All we care about is talking, talking only me and you And we don't care about the young folks Talking 'bout the young style And we don't care about the old folks Talking 'bout the old style too And we don't care about their own faults Talking 'bout our own style All we care about is talking Talking only me and you, talking only me and you Talking only me and you, talking only me and you