I wake up to the sunshine out my
Window and the pa**in' sound of
A homeless man
Singin' an ol' Cole Porter song
The faucet leaks, the TV's on the
Blink again
But my resless dreams are still
Intact
Even though it's takin' way too
Long
Got a hundred dollars in a coke
Tin on my shelf
And I've been thinkin' to myself, whoa
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These are the days you will
Remember for the rest of your life
These are the memories you'll
Pack in a box and pull 'em out
Sometimes
So pick your flowers, count the
Seconds, roll the dice
But, baby, don't wait 'till it's
Too late
Put a smile on your face
These are the days
Outside the people rust to get
Ahead for checks, promotions, and
Fancy cars
Happiness it just around the bend
Old Mrs. Bell sits out and suns her
Face, and as I walk by I hear her say
This is as good as it gets
There goes the business suit who
Owns this whole damn lot
His roller coaster never stops
I wanna say to him
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