New records on the jukebox won't somebody make them spin
So the old songs won't be playing reminding me of her again
When the old songs play old memories come and make my teardrops fall
New records on the jukebox but nothing else has changed at all
Behind the bar the same bartender serves the same ol' drinks to me
And he listens to those same old lies gives the same old sympathy
And it seems the stories never change and I know he's heard them all
New records on the jukebox but nothing else has changed at all
I'm sitting here at the same old bar same old troubles on my mind
The same old ache in the same old heart the heart you left behind
The same old faces smile at me from the beer ads on the wall
New records on the jukebox but nothing else has changed at all
