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Good days, bad days, pioneers of love
And hope and sex and dreams and Sunny came clear
Everything reminds me of my baby
Late night, skin tight, dresser drawers
Going down on dirty boulevard five and dime store whores
Everything reminds me of my baby
And I keep thinking maybe time will mend this broken down
And I keep thinking I'm not crazy
Redwood, gold dust radio plays
Everything from, 'High and Dry' to 'Sunny Came Home'
All these songs remind me of my baby
Fake bake Holly wouldn't give a shit wears
Everything from corduroy jeans to double knit
All these girls are nothing like my baby
And I keep thinking maybe time will mend this broken down
And I keep thinking I'm not crazy
And I keep thinking maybe time will heal 'cause drugs don't help
I'll stop singing songs about my
Can anyone tell me
Why the things that are meant to stay they turn and go
Can anyone tell me
Why we lust after the things we'll never know
I'll just have to let it go
Good times, bad times, red times
Blue equals, Special K's psychedelic satin purple shoe
I've done some foolish things but who can blame me
Good night, sleep tight, pioneers of lust
And guns and hate and greed and Sunny knows fear
If God don't kill me, I know she's gonna save me
And I keep thinking maybe time will mend this broken down
And I keep thinking I'm not crazy
Can anyone tell me
Why the things that are meant to stay they turn and go
Can anyone tell me
Why we lust after the things we'll never know
I'll just have to let it, I'll just have to let it, I'll just have to let it go
Let it go, let it go, let it go
Let it go, let it go, let it go
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