Good Times, Man

Remember when we'd
Pile into a car and chase the sunset
The good times took control and I'd forget
Where I am
And who I am
And where I am (Shit dawg, you already said that)
We were California dreaming
But we were east coast bound
We would all be lying if we said
We hate this town

And I'm sorry Mom and Dad
For always sneaking around
But the truth is
These are the best times as of now

Take me back to cutting class and
Acting like an ass and
Having so much more fun
Than can be described in one song
Making new memories with old friends
Those were the days we never wanted to end
When the summer comes to a close
We won't know where to go but
It doesn't matter though



Credits
Writer(s): Run For The Whales
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