We ain't lovers no more
We don't laugh no more
We don't play no more
We don't make up no more
We don't kiss no more
We don't hug no more
You don't please me no more
You don't touch no more
Give me chills no more
We don't go out no more
We don't kick it no more
We don't dance no more

I remember walking through the park
(Walking through the park)
Just shooting the breeze
(Shooting the breeze)
Kissing in the shade (ayy)
Those were the days
Lounging in the den
(Lounging in the den)
You get breakfast in the bed (in bed)
You let me have my way (whoa)
Those were the days

If you don't love me no more
Don't come 'round no more
Just don't call no more
Don't come knockin' up at my door
After ten or so
What you knockin' for?
We don't kick it no more
You ain't cute no more
You ain't fly no more
You ain't got it like that no more
See in you close your door
I still remember you

I remember walking through the park
(Walking through the park)
Just shooting the breeze
(Shooting the breeze)
Kissing in the shade (yeah)
Those were the days (hey)
Lounging in the den
(Lounging in the den)
You get breakfast in the bed (yeah)
You let me have my way
Those were the days

Those were the days (those were the days)
I said those were the days (I said those were the days)
Those were the days (those were the days)
What's up with this, baby?
'Cause you done changed on me (you done changed)
This ain't the way it used to be, baby, ohh

You don't know me no more
You can't lie no more
Ain't gon' try no more
Won't have to say goodbye no more
You gotta hit the door
Hate to see you go
I ain't the one to mess with no flow
Don't take pictures no more
Don't hold hands no more
Yo, I think this is the end of the road
But I still remember you

I remember walking through the park
(Walking through the park)
Just shooting the breeze
(Shooting the breeze)
Kissing in the shade (yeah, yeah)
Those were the days
Lounging in the den
(Lounging in the den)
You get breakfast in the bed (anytime you wanted it)
You let me have my way (yeah, yeah)
Those were the days

Walking through the park
Shooting the breeze
Days
Lounging, lounging in the den, in bed
Days
Those were the days (those were the days)
I said those were the days (I said those were the days)
Those were the days (those were the days)

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Writer(s): Eric L. Seats, Rapture D. Stewart, Stephen Garrett