If you wanna slip away to my place
Let me know, let me know, let me know, let me know
If you think it would be right to sit beside me
Let me know, let me know, let me know, let me know

I wouldn't fight it, the realizing
You might be what's in my head
I wouldn't write it if it wasn't right there
In the weeds and the water bill

If you wanna slip away to my place
Let me know, let me know, let me know, let me know
If you think it would be right to sit beside me
Let me know, let me know, let me know, let me know

Don't love the new ways
Don't see the point of it, point of it, point of it

Don't love the old ways
But I, I love the old things
And I gotta have my old flame too

Don't love the new ways
Don't see the point of it, point of it, point of it

Don't love the old ways
But I, I love the old things
And I gotta have my old flame too
Gotta have my old flame too
If you wanna slip away to my place
Let me know, let me know, let me know, let me know
If you think it would be right to sit beside me
Let me know, let me know, let me know, let me know