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Just Like Old Times
DThere's a coke machine glowin through the parking lot G|| Call it a room with a view DThis was the best night of pool that I ever shot G|| I made a lot of money too G|| A7 I was looking for some companyss G|| In the weekly scene-i A7 G|| Seen an ad it just had to be you A7I hadn't seen you since New Orleans A7And I never did figure out where you ran off to
I know I looked bad the last time you saw me But lately I been doing all right I won a tournament last week in Oklahoma City Hustled half of this town tonight I got some cocaine if you want some It's the best that I could find Hey we could just sit here and talk all night If that big ol' guy out in the car don't mind Chorus: G|| D Like old times
A7Screw off the top on a bottlDe of wine G|| D A7 Living out our own kind of American dream G|| D Old times A7Your goal was always the samDe as mine G|| D A7 D You didn't want to throw a fishing line in that old main stream
You know I ain't expecting anybody but you I don't know who this could be at the door But I'm pretty sure that you got a clue And I bet that you've been to this hotel before Put the you-know-what in the bathroom but Don't flush it down just yet Put your pager in my suitcase I'll get the window You light a cigarette It'll be like Chorus: Old times Just like the old times Living out our own kind of American dream Old times Your goal was always the same as mine You didn't want to throw a fishing line in that old main stream Bridge:
EmNo sir officer you don't understand A7We're just two old friends drinkin' wine EmI'm sure she is but that's not all she is A7She's also an old friend of mine EmI got her high school picture right here in my wallet - 1A7982 EmNo sir officer no offense taken A7You have a good night too
Good thing we didn't throw this away baby Turn up that radio I'm pretty sure that cop knew what we were up to I guess he just decided to let us go Don't make such a thing about that picture That was just something I kept Don't get all sentimental on me now girl You haven't even told me what your new name is yet Chorus: Old times Just like the old times Living out our own kind of American dream Old times Your goal was always the same as mine You didn't want to throw a fishing line in that old main stream