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I am not such a clever oneAbout the latest fadsI admit I was never oneAdored by local ladsNot that I ever try to be a saintI'm the type that they classify as quaintI'm old fashionedI love the moonlightI love the old fashioned thingsThe sound of rainUpon a window paneThe starry song that April singsThis year's fanciesAre passing fanciesBut sighing sighs holding handsThese my heart understandsI know I'm old fashionedBut I don't mind itThat's how I want to beAs long as you agreeTo stay old fashioned with meI'm old fashionedBut I don't mind itThat's how I want to beAs long as you agreeTo stay old fashioned with meOh won't you stay old fashioned with meOh please stay old fashioned with me From Letras Mania