Will you still roll your eyes when I tell dirty jokes?
Will I still hold your hand when we're driving down the road?
Will you still hide a bottle of wine?
In your purse when we're at the movie?
Will you still slap my hand away when I try and smack your booty?

Hey, hey, hey, hey, hey
Tell me it'll always be this way
You'll be even more beautiful when you're gray and crazy
We'll still kiss and we might cuss
Just tell me that we'll still be us when we're 80
When we're 80

Will you still rub my feet when I put down the seat?
Will you still call me honey if we run out of money tomorrow?
Will we still walk the dogs, will I still take you fishing?
And dance in the kitchen and listen and sway to Sinatra?
Fly Me To The Moon, baby
When we watch The Notebook, will we still get sentimental?
Will I drop you off at the beauty shop
In a Lincoln Continental, singing

Hey, hey, hey, hey, hey
Tell me it'll always be this way
You'll be even more beautiful when you're gray and crazy
We'll still kiss and we might cuss
Just tell me that we'll still be us when we're 80
When we're 80
When we're 80

Won't you grow young with me, girl?
Hey, hey, hey, hey, hey
Tell me it'll always be this way
You'll be even more beautiful when you're gray and crazy
We'll still kiss and we might cuss
Just tell me that we'll still be us when we're 80
When we're 80