Like an old 45 from a ma 'n' papa record store
Like the worn out torn up jeans that don't fit no more
Like a detroit steel machine
That burns up gasoline
Some things are bound to fade
But some things are here to stay

I'm gonna love you
Like it's going out of style
Kind of thing only comes through
Every little once in a while
You got that, oh
I've been looking for
They don't make 'em like you no more
They don't make 'em like you no more

Like a glass bottle coke on a hot southern summer day
Like the sound of that old guitar my daddy used to play
Like that old time rock 'n' roll
On an old school radio
The classics they tear me up
I just can't get enough

I'm gonna love you
Like it's going out of style
Kind of thing only comes through
Every little once in a while
You got that, oh
I've been looking for
They don't make 'em like you no more
They don't make 'em like you no more

Like mamas' old leather bound bible sitting by my bed
Like the faded old glory on the porch swinging in the wind

I'm gonna love you
Like it's going out of style
Kind of thing only comes through
Every little once in awhile
You've got that, oh
I've been looking for
They don't make 'em like you no more
They don't make 'em like you no more

You got that, oh
I've been looking for
They don't make 'em like you no more
They don't make 'em like you no more