Good Old Something

Come on, babe, let your hair hang down Yes, I know it's a cliché, but do it one more time Be my Rapunzel and I can be your Robin Hood And if we're freezin', we'll just put some more wood on the fire I can't hide my desire Wanna take you higher and higher and higher and higher and higher Like the good old days Like the good old ways Like the good old somethin' Like the good old days Like the good old ways Like the good old somethin' Come on, babe, let us dance all night You know, naked and skin-to-skin in the firelight Forget about the technical side of it Hey, let's make a hell of a ride out of it And if we're freezin', we'll just put another log on the fire I can't hide my desire Wanna take you higher and higher and higher and higher and higher Like the good old days Like the good old ways Like the good old somethin' Like the good old days Like the good old ways Like the good old somethin' Yes, babe, I know we're full of dreads But after all these years you must be used to it Stay up all night and howl to the moon 'Cause the middle age years will be here soon enough And if we're freezin', we'll just put another log on the fire I can't hide my desire Wanna take you higher and higher and higher and higher and higher Like the good old days Like the good old ways Like the good old somethin' Like the good old days Like the good old ways Like the good old somethin' Now, now, like the good old somethin' Like the good old somethin' Like the good old somethin' Like the good old somethin' Somethin', s-s-s-some