Слова:
Good Times

boozin' I was really losin' Good times Good times When I think of all the good time that's been wasted having good times When I think of all the good time

It's like I don't care about nothing man Roll another joint, ooh la da da da la da da la la da da I was gonna clean my room until I got high I was gonna

life We're still standing after all Good times, bad times Bad times, good times Good times, bad times Remember the good times Remember the bad times

some good times Gimmie, gimmie, gimmie some pain Don't you know things always look ugly To me they always look the same Oh, gimmie, gimmie, gimmie some good times

pillow Hold your warm and tender body close to mine Hear the whisper of the raindrops blowing soft against the window And make believe you love me, one more time, for the good times

your memory) (High on your memory) (High on your memory) (All the time) I get high, high, high, high (Everyday) I get high, high, high, high (Every night) I get high, high, high, high (All the time

pillow Hold your warm and tender body close to mine Hear the whisper of the raindrops blowing soft against the window And make believe you love me one more time for the good times

and 'Yesterday' a man could still work and still would Is the best of the free life behind us now? Are the good times really over for good? Are we rolling

good times are so hard to find. Good times are so hard to find! Good times are so hard to find! Good times are so hard to find! Good times are so hard