Old School Boy

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I stare at your face,

Something new is what I see.

In actual fact,

You are just like me.


You play the piano,

Billy Joel is your thing.

You like glitz and glamor,

You like jazz, blues and swing.


Underneath I see who you are,

Just another old school boy.

You see me for what I am now,

For you, just another toy.


You like to talk about movies,

Romances that last.

You're the perfect gentleman,

Like guys from a long forgotten past.


Inside you're just an old school boy,

But there is something new in you.

You smile and say the right things,

That I know is just not true.


You might give me affection,

But we know I'm just your toy.

You are the perfect Casanova,

Just another old school boy.

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