Good Life
Stayed out a little too late, had one too many drinks
Bumped into an old friend, who I hadn’t seen since…
I couldn’t say when, he asked “How have you been”
I said “Pull up a chair and let me fill you in.”
Well the years move fast
But the days move slow
And the kids grow up
As we all grow old
But I can’t complain
Yeah I been all right
Livin’ the good life
It’s the good life
Ordered up another and we threw ‘em back down
Then I asked about his brother who I used to hang around
Said he sold his old Camaro and he never plays his drums
Now he’s got a little girl out in California
No matter what we find
It all works itself out in due time
Well they’re closing up shop, yeah it’s time to go
So I tell him that I’ll call him, but I think we both know
That we’ll probably get busy, it’ll slip through the cracks
But it sure felt good sittin’ here, lookin’ back
Yeah it sure felt good sittin’ here, lookin’ back
