John Waite
Love’s Goin’ Out of Style
I got nothin' but this early day
Spent all my money, threw it all away
Time to kill but she's on my mind
Mister Real Bad Luck missed a real good time

So if you see me don't say hello
I never put that diamond on...

'Cause I've got the keys to the highway
Since she saw the light
Now I got nothin' but my freedom
And this beat up heart of mine

I got no regrets, no nothin'
She took me for a ride
And I guess love's goin' out of style

She was a dancer
In a topless place
She came home early
And you shoulda seen her face

Roll and rumble
Feelin' like a crook
Lean back and think about it
Leafin' through my little black book
So if you see me don't say hello
I never put that diamond on

'Cause I've got the keys to the highway
Since she saw the light
I got nothin' but my freedom
And this beat up heart of mine

I got no regrets, no nothin'
She took me for a ride
And I guess love's goin' out of style

'Cause I've got the keys to the highway
Since she saw the light
I got nothin' but my freedom
And this beat up heart of mine
I got no regrets, no nothin'
She took me for a ride
And I guess love's goin' out of style...

Yeah... Love's goin' out of style

Yeah...

Love's goin'...