Old - Motorama

I love the taste of cigarettes

I love the taste of alcohol

Soon I’ll give my body a rest

And I’ll let my hair grow long

I’m halfway to my bed in the endless corridor

Where I feel the smell of cigarettes

Where I feel the smell of alcohol

You are growing old

She said you are growing old

You are growing old

I love the taste of cigarettes

I love the taste of alcohol

Soon I’ll give my body a rest

And I’ll let my hair grow long

I don’t want to make an effort

But I don’t want to live alone

Do you know the taste of cigarettes?

Do you know the taste of alcohol?

You are growing old

She said you are growing old

You are growing old

You said that my suit looks better on a hanger

You said that my suit looks better on a hanger

I love the taste of cigarettes

And I love the taste of alcohol

I’ll give my body a rest

I’ll let my hair grow long

I’m halfway to my bed in the endless corridor

Where I feel the smell of cigarettes

Where I feel the smell of alcohol

You are growing old

She said you are growing old

You are growing old