I'm gonna pick you up and drive you home And pack the car so I can keep you for good And I'm gonna hold your hand and walk these streets We'll hit your bar, we'll pound those drinks and roll I heard 'em say, 'They don't make 'em like they used to,' Well it's obvious to me, that they never knew you Outside my apartment screaming, 'Help me help me, please' Through all that bloody murder, just a drunk girl who lost her keys We were on a plane from Michigan and Someone yelled, 'Turn that thing around!' Well his heart's not the only thing that Stopped beating when you left the ground When you left the ground I heard 'em say, 'They don't make 'em like they used to,' Well it's obvious to me, that they never knew you Inside a basement named after a breakfast restaurant You learned a thing a two about Whether your words were warranted or not