The Idea Of Growing Old lyrics

We can talk all night, we can talk all day We can play charades when there is nothing to say You turn me on to the idea of growing old I can make you angry, you can make me a smile We can make oragami with the kids for a while You turn me on to the idea of growing old Now it won't be long No, it won't be long Whoa, whoa, whoa You turn me on to the idea of growing old Turn me on to the idea of growing old We can lay around and count the number of times I've acted foolish and you've rolled your eyes You turn me on to the idea of growing old You in your kerchief and me in my cap We can settle down for an afternoon nap You turn me on to the idea of growing old Now it won't be long No, it won't be long Whoa, whoa, whoa You turn me on to the idea of growing old Turn me on to the idea of growing old Turn me on to the idea of growing old Turn me on to the idea of growing old Whoa, whoa Whoa, whoa You turn me on to the idea of growing old You turn me on to the idea of growing old