Testo di Bad Ol' Days

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 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 a cab, it's like looking at my ghost Time moves faster every day Looking back still brings a smile to my face The women and whiskey and wicked ways Sometimes I long for those bad ol' days Came 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 every day Looking back still brings a smile to my face The women and whiskey and wicked ways Sometimes I long for those bad ol' days 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 Time moves faster every day Looking back still brings a smile to my face The women and whiskey and wicked ways Sometimes I long for those bad ol' days Is it wrong to long for those bad ol' days Oh, the bad ol' days Sometimes I long for those bad ol', bad ol' days Oh, the bad ol' days