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Well, if we live, we gotta grow old baby
And I know just how youre going to be
Well, if we live, we gotta grow old baby
And I know just how youre going to be
Well, your feet are already a little chilly baby
And youre gettin a little cold to me

Well, youre gonna have a sweet and silly temper, baby
Baby, and youre not gonna speak to me for days at a time
Oh, I know youre gonna have a sweet and silly temper, baby
Baby, and you wont speak to me for days at a time
Oh baby, I know youre gettin old
And your little temper b. wont really mind

Oh, well be sittin close together baby
And our minds are really in tune
Oh, well be sittin close together baby
And our minds are really in tune
Well, well start makin love together, baby
Thinkin about how we used to when we was really in bloom

Oh, I know youre gonna live like a king and queen
Baby you wont mind a word I say
I know youre gonna live like a king and queen
Baby you wont mind a word I say
Yeah, were gonna live and get old together, baby
Yeah, till we old and grey