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Pet Shop Boys - Old Fashion Lyrics

(Bob)
I have to admit. I’m a Absolute Shit.
At least yes you can’t call me a hypocrite.
I don’t want fame or the critics’ Acclaim.
take it from me that’s a pointless game I’ve got a minder a chauffeur a flunkey.
I m the organ grinder not the monkey.
Call me Old-fashioned. At lest I know what I like.
Call me Old-fashioned. if you were so wet, why don t you get off your bike?
Call me Old-fashioned, At lest I m moving ahead.
Call me Old-fashioned If I cant charm you, I’ll just strong-arm you to bed.
The moment I see you with your trousers dropped be as rewarding as just having shopped all of the names that I've spent years collecting. They're the only things that are worth respecting. Prada and Porsche and Philippe Starck, the only little problem in where to park.
Call me Old-fashioned. You’re all so quick to condemn.
Call me old-fashioned. Until yea learn how mach I earn and I spend.

Call me old-fashioned. And I've been called worse than mock.
Call we old-fashioned. But understand, what I've got planned wont be luck.

Cos sex if fun and sex sells housey A shiny dream to make me money.
Where the sea is blue the Sky is sunny, Love is hot and surprisingly old fashioned, ill make love down the phone.
Call me tomorrow. I’ll give you break, ill be as long as it takes to your home
Call me Old-fashioned, At lest I m moving ahead.

Call me Old-fashioned If I can’t charm you, I’ll just strong-arm you to bed.
Where you can be Old-fashioned with me.