Old 45's

[Verse 1:]
Dudes'll step to you with a corny line
Asking for your name, saying what's your sign?
You turn around like boy quit talking to me
He could pick you up in a limousine
You'd look back like "What you mean?
Just worry about more important things".

[Pre-Chorus:]
Boys are non-committal
Always in the middle
It bothers you a little
Bothers you a little
Why can't we be like Mom & Dad?
You don't wanna settle
But didn't you get the memo?
You only get a date if you're walking in stilettos
This is enough to drive you mad.

[Chorus:]
If you think romance is dead and gone
Find an old jukebox full of 45's
Pop a nickel in it and it all comes back (to me) [x3]
If you think romance is dead and gone
Find an old jukebox full of 45's
Pop a nickel in it and dance with me.

[Verse 2:]
You're out of luck, or maybe out of touch
You only see schmucks and you really had enough
It's not adding up and you just don't understand.

A straight shooter, he's a straight shooter
Cut to the chase and he asked if he could do ya
PS: He had a ring on his left hand.

[Pre-Chorus] + [Chorus]

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