Letras:
Amor Old Man

night, waiting for your call But if the rumours are true, that won't bother you at all I'm trying hard to understand What it takes to be your man Now

and on No need in bringing 'em back 'cause they've never really gone Just an old fashioned love song Coming down in three part harmony Just an old fashioned

: I never had much money I never won a race My jokes don't end up funny And I've had doors slammed in my face But I think you've charmed me I always

: People looked right through me When I was all alone Never seemed to notice I was there at all Always seemed to look the other way Winter days were

shouts out something obscene. Such a dirty old man. Dirty old man. Well you should see Polythene Pam. She's so good looking, but she looks like a man

that he was right I only heard him slightly 'til I heard you whisper Took you up all in my arms Coda: Dear old man Wise old man Fine old man, now

I was speeding through the dark I didn?t know how far It can all run away with you sometimes In an empty box car You were trying to tell me something

decision - He spends so much time fighting that each footstep takes a week. Carpe diem, quam minimum credula postero. Persta et obdura - omnia vincit amor! My money's on the holy man

been Always shouts out something obscene Such a dirty old man Dirty old man Well, you should see Polythene Pam She's so good-looking, but she looks like a man