[Hook: Asaf Avidan]
One day, baby, we’ll be old, oh baby, we’ll be old
And think about the stories that we could have told
One day, baby, we’ll be old, oh baby, we’ll be old
And think about the stories that we could have told
[Verse 1: Allday]
Yeah
My book starts right here
I’m the protagonist, it’s my year
They tell me that’s arrogant as if I care
I don’t even grimace when I get white hair
I don’t ever want to be in bed by nine
In a job that I hate but pretend I’m fine
When I wake up, legs still smell like wine
Give every penny to the friends I find
I’m not trying to build an empire
Just to get by, get high, then die
My perfect life, I’m so over sight
Did I forget to mention I get pussy every night?
And besides, we’re living in an evil age
So listen up to what The Beatles say
Let it be, we’ll be more sane
Then I’ll see you later, Auf Wiedersehen
[Hook: Asaf Avidan]
One day, baby, we’ll be old, oh baby, we’ll be old
And think about the stories that we could have told
One day, baby, we’ll be old, oh baby, we’ll be old
And think about the stories that we could have told
[Verse 2: Allday]
And I go off land
‘Til the hourglass has no more sand
Talk about love, I am no poor man
On the global campaign in my old tour van
I’m going in a new direction
It’s like Goosebumps ’cause I choose the ending
Fuck the Joneses, no use comparing
You can’t buy a smile with the loot they’re spending
The young buying, love the sun dying
I don’t need money, just the sun shining
A scoop of ice cream and I’ll start smiling
Two scoops piling and I’ll start rhyming
Ripped jeans and I’m sitting on the bus
Thinking ’bout things, they are simple enough
Have a little fun, make a little love
A few years past we’ll be wrinkled up
[Hook: Asaf Avidan]
One day, baby, we’ll be old, oh baby, we’ll be old
And think about the stories that we could have told
One day, baby, we’ll be old, oh baby, we’ll be old
And think about the stories that we could have told
[Verse 3: Allday]
And the world is mine
The weather’s fucking warm and my girl is fine
I’m about to take this over-d, your foul is mine
I’m higher than heaven having a hell of a time
Vaginas are on the agenda
I meant to go mental forever then end in a stretcher
I’m sent to this earth to go hell for leather
I dreamt of Coachella, go eat in a bed
Are you getting the picture? Yes, I’m a hipster
Don’t care what you think, I’m impressed with your sister
I’ll never be rich but my head’s getting bigger
With a grin like a winner, a head full of liquor
And my friends are addicted to everything bad
Attempting to have a way to never be sad
But it’s tempting me man, it’s the pain, it’s the system we make
Everything can one day end up and be different like, uh
[Hook: Asaf Avidan]
One day, baby, we’ll be old, oh baby, we’ll be old
And think about the stories that we could have told
One day, baby, we’ll be old, oh baby, we’ll be old
Oh baby, we’ll be old
One day, baby, we’ll be old, oh baby, we’ll be old
And think about the stories that we could have told
One day, baby, we’ll be old, oh baby, we’ll be old
Oh baby, we’ll be old, oh baby, we’ll be
One day, baby, we’ll be old, oh baby, we’ll be old
Think of all the stories that we could have told
One day, baby, we’ll be old, oh baby, we’ll be old
And think of all the stories that we could have told