Fastball - G.o.d. good old days Lyrics

I ve been thinking about the good old day
Decorated in a candy glaze
Each pretty ink blot panel
Tells a different tale
Each photo on the mantel
Sweet memories that never will go stale

I ve been climbing up the walls again
Living with a memory that might have been
So pick me up on a weekday night
We ll get together and ride around in
The black and white

I ve been thinking about the good old days
My silly clothes and my silly ways
Each drunken drugstore purchase
Each chemical advance
Seven days a weekend
Everday the same old dizzy dance

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