Don't tie me up, and take my time
Waiting years, and wondering why
I love old songs, and what to know
Just turn them up, and let on go
I ask myself what I need, on sick blues and melodies
This old tune's what I desire, it's hot as hell
It burns like fire, burns like fire
How about you, how about you
Wonder where you're going to
Flying by and out of view
I'll keep looking, how about you
I love old lights from the radio
But nowadays I just don't know
There's less and less for me to prove
Just more folks to prove it to
To prove it to
How about you, how about you
Wonder where you're going to
Flying by and out of view
I'll keep looking, how about you
Telephones won't let me be
They never sound like what I need
Up all night listening to
The things you say and never do
You never do
Alright, alright
How about you, how about you
Wonder where you're going to
How about you, how about you
Wonder where you're going to
How about you, how about you
Wonder where you're going to
Flying by and out of view
I'll keep looking, how about you