Lyrics

We used to head down into town
Where I would lend myself to you
And as the conversation dried
I'd end up kissing, kissing, kissing you
But now that's archaeology
Excavation and stratigraphy

So I'll dig up your stuff and preserve it
We'll be old in a bit so let's make the most of it

No, no darling
Don't you forget that I'm still the same boy
But now I drink coffee, not just Ribena
And I like it, I like it

We had our rooms all painted black
With sleeves of albums stuck up back to back
But now that's archaeology
All assemblages of you and me

So I'll dig up your stuff and preserve it
We'll be old in a bit but we'll all get used to it

No, no darling
Don't you forget that I'm still the same boy
But now I drink coffee, not just Ribena
And I like it, I like it

We'll be old in a bit, but not yet
So let's make the most of it
We'll come back from the dead
To relive it
To relive it

No, no darling
Don't you forget that I'm still the same boy
But now I drink coffee, not just Ribena
And I like it, I like it