I've looked every where there is a love affair

I must replace racing through the people chase

But still surrounded by memories of your face.



They just don't make ‘em  like you anymore

Not up in the mountains or down by the shore

Something shine in the fashion

In the smile that you wore.



They just don't make ‘em like you anymore

In the eyes of someone new

I wait for a glance of you.



But it's never there

Among the precious few

Your kind of person is becoming so rare.



They just don't make ‘em like 



Like those whiteless dresses

At the second hand store

Or sweet old songs filtering out through the floor.



The fashion comes and the fashion goes

And the gossip magazines and the videos

A bran new actress on a screen

In a brand new style of clothes

But by any other name.



A rose is still a rose

And it grows in my memories

Wonder if you still are the same

While I look for a remedy

Someone with a tender heart

To clean your name.



They just don't 



It's an easy thing to learn, but so hard to ignore

Now I know exactly what I'm looking for

They just don't make ‘em like they made ‘em before.



They just don't