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Good Times Lyrics:
I feel like a preacher on Sunday Leading you right to my arms But when I wake up early on Monday It’s like you caught a glimpse of me and got lost I'm losing sleep walking sideways Cause you’re nowhere near to be found Just counting the hours till Friday Maybe then you’ll show face come back around
If only we could rewind the good times I wouldn’t rush out the door the Longest goodbyes I’d stay a little longer wouldn’t talk about myself Let the suitcase pack it self I miss the good times
Might as well as extend don’t plan on leaving One plus one we could call it even You’re worth more than 100 reasons It’s too late It’s too late Was in my head wasn’t looking at you Now I tell tales how I used to have you Funny how pride always seems to get you Nothing great It’s too late
Honey, I didn’t mean to Scare you off or make you second guess Honey, I’m still learning how to be a man I’m doing my best Honey, if I’m being honest I’ve been feeling like a mess Yeah the situation got me stressed
If only we could rewind the good times I wouldn’t rush out the door the Longest goodbyes I’d stay a little longer wouldn’t talk about myself Let the suitcase pack it self I miss the good times
If only we could rewind the good times I wouldn’t rush out the door the Longest goodbyes I’d stay a little longer wouldn’t talk about myself Let the suitcase pack it self I miss the good times
I miss the good times
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