Driving to work in a brand new suit, eight dollar cup of coffee and a hundred dollar shoes
Wife, two kids, big house, no worries man, I'm doing alright
I see a kid on the corner with a girl on each arm
Nothing in his pockets but he's turning on the charm
Bloodshot eyes and last night's clothes
He stumbles in the cab, it's like looking at my ghost
Time moves faster every day
Looking back still brings a smile to my face
The women in whiskey and wicked ways
Sometimes I long for those bad old days
Get home from work and it's dinner and wine
Put the kids down to bed, shut it down by nine
Try to make my wife laugh, maybe I'll get lucky tonight
Time moves faster
Time moves faster

Time moves faster every day
Looking back still brings a smile to my face
The women in whiskey and wicked ways
Sometimes I long for those bad old days
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Here in the dark where the whole world's quiet
I think of those days where if you had it I'd try it
Even if you could sell it now I wouldn't buy it
I wouldn't change one thing
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Time moves faster every day
Looking back still brings a smile to my face
The women in whiskey and wicked ways
Sometimes I long for those bad old days
Is it wrong to long for those bad old days?
Oh, oh, oh
Oh, the bad old days
Oh, oh, oh
Oh, oh, oh
Sometimes I long for those bad old days
Bad old days
Bad old days

Oh, oh, oh
Oh, oh, oh
Oh, oh, oh
Oh, the bad old days
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