Just Like Old Times (Live)
There's a Coke machine glowin' through the parking lot
Call it a room with a view
Best night of pool that I ever shot
I made a lot of money too
I was looking for some company
In the weekly Scene
I seen an ad, it just had to be you
I hadn't seen you since New Orleans
Never did figure out where you ran off to
I know I looked bad the last time you saw me
But lately, I been doin' all right
Won a tournament last week in Oklahoma City
Hustled half of this town tonight
I got some cocaine if you want some
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
Like old times
Screw off the top on a bottle of wine
Living out a different 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
You know I ain't expecting anybody but you
I don't know who that could be at the door
But I'm pretty sure that you got a clue
And I bet 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
Old times
Just like the old times
Living out a different 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
No sir officer, you don't understand
We're just two old friends, drinkin' wine
I'm sure she is but that's not all she is
She's also an old friend of mine
I got her high school picture, right here in my wallet, 1982
No sir officer, no offense taken
You 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
But that was just something I kept
But 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
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 and you didn't
Call it a room with a view
Best night of pool that I ever shot
I made a lot of money too
I was looking for some company
In the weekly Scene
I seen an ad, it just had to be you
I hadn't seen you since New Orleans
Never did figure out where you ran off to
I know I looked bad the last time you saw me
But lately, I been doin' all right
Won a tournament last week in Oklahoma City
Hustled half of this town tonight
I got some cocaine if you want some
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
Like old times
Screw off the top on a bottle of wine
Living out a different 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
You know I ain't expecting anybody but you
I don't know who that could be at the door
But I'm pretty sure that you got a clue
And I bet 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
Old times
Just like the old times
Living out a different 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
No sir officer, you don't understand
We're just two old friends, drinkin' wine
I'm sure she is but that's not all she is
She's also an old friend of mine
I got her high school picture, right here in my wallet, 1982
No sir officer, no offense taken
You 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
But that was just something I kept
But 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
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 and you didn't
Credits
Writer(s): Todd Daniel Snider
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