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We used to head down into townWhere I would lend myself to youAnd when the conversation dryI'd end up kissing kissing kissing you.But now that archaeology, excavation and stratigraphy.So I'll dig up your stuff and preserve itWe'll get old in a bit so let's make the most of it.Oh no darling, Don't you forget that I'm still the same boyBut now I drink coffee not just ribena, And I like it, I like it.We had out rooms all painted blackSleeves of albums stuck up back to backBut now that archaeology all the assemblages of you and meSo ill dig up your stuff and preserve itWe'll be old in abit, but we'll all get used to itOh no darling, Don't you forget that I'm still the same boyBut now I drink coffee not just ribena, And I like it, I like it.SongtexteWe'll be old in abit, but not yet. So let's make the most of it,We'll come back, from the dead,To relive it, to relive it.Oh no darling,Don't you forget that I'm still the same boyBut now I drink coffee not just ribena, And I like it, I like it.Oh no darling, Don't you forget that I'm still the same boyBut now I drink coffee not just ribena,And I like it, I like it. Aus Songtexte Mania