Just Like Old Times

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AJJ - Rock, Country

Just Like Old Times

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Coke machine glowin' through a parking lot You called it a room with a view It was the best night of pool that I ever shot And I made a lot of money too Lookin' for some company In the weekly Scene I seen an ad that just had to be you I haven't seen you since new Orleans And never did figure out where you ran off to I know I looked bad last time you saw me But lately I've been doing alright Won a tournament last week in Oklahoma city I sold half of this town tonight I got some cocaine, if you want some The best that I could find Figured you and me could sit here and talk all night If that big ol' guy out in the car don't mind Like old times Screw off the top on a bottle of wine Livin' out our own kind of American dream Like old times Your goal was always the same as mine You didn't want to throw a fishin' line in that old main stream I ain't expecting anybody but you I don't know who this could be at the door Well I'm pretty sure that you've got a clue And I'll bet you've been to this hotel before You put the you-know-what in the bathroom but Don't flush it down just yet We'll put your pager in your suitcase And I'll get the window, you light a cigarette It'll be like... Old times Just like the old times Livin' out our own kind of American dream Like old times Your goal was always the same as mine You didn't want to throw a fishin' line in that old main stream No sir, officer, you don't understand, we're just two old friends drinking wine I'm sure she is, but that's not all she is, she's also an old friend of mine I got her ol' high school picture right here in my wallet From 1982 No sir, officer, no offence taken You have a good night too Good thing we didn't throw this here away Baby, turn up the radio I'm sure the cop knew what we were up to I guess he just decided to let us go Oh don't make such a thing about the picture That was just something I kept Hey, don't get all sentimental on me now, girl You haven't even told me what your new name is yet Old times Just like the old times Livin' out our old kind of American dream Like old times Your goal was always the same a mine You didn't want to throw a fishin' line in that old main street And you didn't

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  • Todd Snider