We can talk all night, we can talk all day. We can play charades when there's nothing to say. You turn me on to the idea of growing old. I can make you angry, you can make me smile. We can make origami with the kids for a while. You turn me on to the idea of growing old. We can lay around and count the number of times you've acted foolish, and I've rolled my eyes. You turn me on to the idea of growing old. Me in my kerchief and you in your cap, we can settle down for an afternoon nap. You turn me on to the idea of growing old.