[Verse 1]
Corner booth
Same chipped mug
Steam on glass
Hands on rug
Clock above the doorway stuck at nine
You laugh
Say it’s always been that time

[Chorus]
Meet me at the Old Times Café
Where the sugar’s in jars and the years fade away
Same slow kettle
Same blue plate
We can stir up the past like it’s still on the slate
Every story tastes better that way
At the Old Times Café

[Verse 2]
Jukebox leans
Crooked grin
Plays our song
From way back when
Napkin ring notes you used to leave
Folded hearts
I still keep one in my sleeve

[Chorus]
Meet me at the Old Times Café
Where the sugar’s in jars and the years fade away
Same slow kettle
Same blue plate
We can stir up the past like it’s still on the slate
Every story tastes better that way
At the Old Times Café

[Bridge]
Maybe we’ve both changed
Or maybe we stay the same in this place
You pass me the cream
I pass you that look
Like the first time I knew your face

[Chorus]
Meet me at the Old Times Café
Where the sugar’s in jars and the years fade away
Same slow kettle
Same blue plate
We can sip what we were till it all feels okay
If tomorrow runs out of today
I’ll be saving a seat
At the Old Times Café