| Song | With Age |
| Artist | Karate |
| Album | Pockets |
| 作曲 : Farina, Goddard, McCarthy | |
| Careful when you crank that last one down | |
| The yellow chips with ease, with age | |
| They're kind of old but they're the best ones | |
| They're not gonna tip when they slip through the waves | |
| Hey, hey, I almost forgot to say | |
| Guess who I ran into yesterday? | |
| It's been two years since I have | |
| Seen her down this way | |
| We talked till the sun came | |
| Then we walked, just ignored the rain | |
| Hanging out was almost the same | |
| Only without all the doubt, without all the pain | |
| Made me think when you think things are done, now | |
| I know you can really love only one, but you | |
| Can't give up on the first ones | |
| Because the honesty comes with age | |
| I knew that would be the last song | |
| Coming out of that machine | |
| The bar back had somewhere else to be | |
| If you know what I, if you know what I mean | |
| But hey, hey, I wanted to stay | |
| So I put another dollar in and pressed play | |
| Just one of those rare nights | |
| When you don't want to see the bare light of the next day | |
| That won't be the last nod | |
| That came last night from her face | |
| They tried to cut us off, they even turned out the lights | |
| But they couldn't turn off the grace | |
| With which she listened to every word | |
| Clear among the din of glass and laughter, unheard | |
| With an attention and respect That I could hardly return in | |
| Such a crowded place |
| zuò qǔ : Farina, Goddard, McCarthy | |
| Careful when you crank that last one down | |
| The yellow chips with ease, with age | |
| They' re kind of old but they' re the best ones | |
| They' re not gonna tip when they slip through the waves | |
| Hey, hey, I almost forgot to say | |
| Guess who I ran into yesterday? | |
| It' s been two years since I have | |
| Seen her down this way | |
| We talked till the sun came | |
| Then we walked, just ignored the rain | |
| Hanging out was almost the same | |
| Only without all the doubt, without all the pain | |
| Made me think when you think things are done, now | |
| I know you can really love only one, but you | |
| Can' t give up on the first ones | |
| Because the honesty comes with age | |
| I knew that would be the last song | |
| Coming out of that machine | |
| The bar back had somewhere else to be | |
| If you know what I, if you know what I mean | |
| But hey, hey, I wanted to stay | |
| So I put another dollar in and pressed play | |
| Just one of those rare nights | |
| When you don' t want to see the bare light of the next day | |
| That won' t be the last nod | |
| That came last night from her face | |
| They tried to cut us off, they even turned out the lights | |
| But they couldn' t turn off the grace | |
| With which she listened to every word | |
| Clear among the din of glass and laughter, unheard | |
| With an attention and respect That I could hardly return in | |
| Such a crowded place |