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 origami with the kids for awhile.
You turn me on to the idea of growing old.
Now it won't be long. No it won't be long.
You 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.
You turn me on to the idea of growing old.