Old Fashioned Phone

I know it's not very cool Standing here, serenading like a fool But I don't care I'll gladly be a fool for you I know the idea isn't new To fall in love with someone on first view But I don't care I think I'll fall in love with you I'll put on my Sunday best You pick out your favourite dress I'll take you somewhere new I'll be old-fashioned for you It's a cliché or so I'm told To give your jacket up to someone when it's cold But I don't care I don't mind the midnight air Oh, oh I'll walk you home, to your front door I'll say farewell until the morning calls I'll be smiling a bigger smile than before I'll put on my Sunday best You pick out your favourite dress And I'll take you somewhere new I'll put on my Sunday best You pick out your favourite dress And I'll take you somewhere new I'll be old fashioned for you Old fashioned for you

Dance in the old fashioned way Won't you stay in my arms? Just melt against my skin And let me feel your heart Don't let the music win By dancing far apart Come close where you belong Let's hear our secret song Dance in the old fashioned way Won't you stay in my arms? And we'll discover heights We never knew before If we just close our eyes And dance around the floor That gay old fashioned way That makes me love you more Come closer, forget about the others It's nice to be like this Cheek to cheek in the old fashioned way It's funny but I have the feeling that We're dancing as our parents used to do Well, maybe they weren't wrong The world changes, love stays Dance in the old fashioned way Won't you stay in my arms? And we'll discover heights We never knew before If we just close our eyes And dance around the floor That gay old fashioned way That makes me love you more

I'm old fashioned, I love the moonlight I love the old fashioned things The sound of rain upon a window pane The starry song that April sings This years fancies are passing fancies But sighing sighs, holding hands These my heart understands I'm old fashioned but I don't mind it That's how I want to be As long as you agree To stay old fashioned with me. I'm old fashioned but I don't mind it That's how I want to be As long as you agree To stay old fashioned with me.

Yeah i'm out here runin just as fast as I can I got the whole world lookin at me. Beggin me to change and I am but it aint who I wanna be. Oh the interstate's pumpin just like a vein full of california license plates. And my heart is thumpin goin insane, they tunred Austin into LA. Them good old boys are few and far between. They're spread out thin from houston to tennesee. Yeah my grnadad's spinnin in his grave and they're all out there. I'm old fashioned. Yessir, no sir, pardon me mam, you don't hear it much anymore. From the punk ass kids who don't give a damn hanging out at the corner store. They're gonna beg steal and borrow all the promise from tommorw, it aint that hard to tell and no one else knows because they're staring at their phones, the whole worlds goin to hell. Them good old boys are few and far between. They're spread out thin from Houston to Tennesee. Yeah my grandad's spinnin in his grave and they're all out there. I'm old fashioned. I'm old fashioned. Them good old boys are few and far between. They're spread out thin from houston to Tennesee. Them good old boys are few and far between. They're spread out from Houston to Teneessee. Yeah my grandad's spinnin in his grave and they're all out there. I'm old fashioned. I'm old fashioned. I'm old fashioned. I'm old fashioned.

I can dim the lights and sing you songs full of sad things We can do the tango just for two I can serenade and gently play on your heart strings Be your Valentino just for you Ooh, love, ooh, loverboy What're you doin' tonight, hey, boy? Set my alarm, turn on my charm That's because I'm a good old-fashioned loverboy Ooh, let me feel your heartbeat (Grow faster, faster) Ooh, ooh, can you feel my love heat? Come on and sit on my hot-seat of love And tell me how do you feel right after all I'd like for you and I to go romancing Say the word, your wish is my command Ooh, love, ooh, loverboy What're you doin' tonight, hey, boy? Write my letter Feel much better And use my fancy patter on the telephone When I'm not with you Think of you always (I miss those long hot summer nights) I miss you When I'm not with you Think of me always Love you, love you Hey, boy, where do you get it from? Hey, boy, where did you go? I learned my passion In the good old-fashioned School of loverboys Dining at the Ritz we'll meet at nine precisely (One, two, three, four, five, six, seven, eight, nine o'clock) I will pay the bill, you taste the wine Driving back in style in my saloon will do quite nicely Just take me back to yours that will be fine (Come on and get it) Ooh, love (There he goes again) (He's my good old fashioned loverboy) Ooh, loverboy What're you doin' tonight, hey, boy? Everything's all right Just hold on tight That's because I'm a good old-fashioned (fashioned) loverboy

I believe in making my money the hard way, So I work for it. And every job I do, I do it proud. And I believe in keeping a promise that I've made. You've got my word on it, when I shake your hand and look you in the eye. And I believe in old glory, puting your hand over your heart. Taking off your hat, when that athem starts. Call me old fashioned, call me out of touch. For having things in the way it was. When mom and dad was a place you shoped and chain was good for cashing. Call me out of style, that's who I am, When the neightbour's down and I reach out my hand. And open up lady's door without her asking. Call me old fashioned. I believe a man should have to ask permission, for a womans name, Before he gets down on one kwee. And I believe in passing down traditions, Every chance you can, So children learn what family means. Sitting around in the table every night at 6 o'clock, Talking about your day with the TV off. Call me old fashioned, call me out of touch. For having things in the way it was. When a gold bang in someone's head everlasting. Call me out of style, that's who I am, I believe kids need mom and a dad. They were worth now and the problem you are having. Call me old fashioned. Call me out of style, thats who I am. I still say yes sir, and thank you ma'am. And where are those kids that pray in school before the classes. Sometimes I shake my head and ask my self "What happened?" Call me old fashioned Call me old fashioned