expectations of a dream. Girls are gonna love the way I toss my hair. Boys are gonna hate the way I seem Day old, day old, day old. Day old, day old, day old,. Day old, day old, day old, blues Day old, day
I saw you starin' at each other. I saw your eyes begin to glow. And I could tell you once were lovers. You ain't hidin' nothing that I don't know There's an old flame burin' in your eyes. That