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