They Don't Make 'Em Like You No More

Like an old 45 from a Ma 'n' Papa record store Like the worn out torn up jeans that don't fit no more Like a Detroit steel machine That burns up gasoline Some things are bound to fade But some things are here to stay I'm gonna love You Like it's going out of style Kind of thing only comes through Every little once in awhile You got that ooh... I've been looking for They don't make 'em like You no more They don't make 'em like You no more Like a glass bottle Coke on a hot southern summer day Like the sound of that old guitar My daddy used to play Like that old time rock 'n' roll On an old school radio The classics they tear Me up I just can't get enough I'm gonna love You Like it's going out of style Kind of thing only comes through Every little once in awhile You got that ooh... I've been looking for They don't make 'em like You no more They don't make 'em like You no more Like Mamas' old leather bound Bible sitting by My bed Like the faded old glory on the porch swinging in the wind I'm gonna love You Like it's going out of style Kind of thing only comes through Every little once in awhile You got that ooh... I've been looking for They don't make 'em like You no more They don't make 'em like You no more You got that ooh... I've been looking for They don't make 'em like You no more They don't make 'em like You no more

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