I guess I'm an old-fashioned dreamer
walking the street on my own
Out of date like the old-fashioned steamer,
no longer feeling at home.
For now romance has gone
The time races on, but I still remember
the town, the girls, the bar full of sailors
and the old nickelodeon sound.
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The old cobblestone street,
echoes of feet like distant reminders
of the town, the girls, the bar full of sailors
and the old nickelodeon sound (fine)
There used to be all kinds of places
where people like me used to go
Full of rough but friendly old faces
looking for someone to know.
But now, they only belong
in old films or songs almost forgotten
like the town, the girls, the bar full of sailors
and the old nickelodeon sound.
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