I like it when you turn the radio on
You still get worked up to your favorite song
Even when you sing the wrong words
At the top of your lungs
I like the way you're able to ignore
You've told the same joke ten times before
Before you say the punchline
You'll lay down on the floor
One thing I can count on
I never get bored
You might be crazy
I might be lazy
But I like it that way
I think it's time, time
We break out the good wine
Raise a glass and say
These still are the good old days
Well, I like the way that you try to explain
You don't know who it is or what is his name
But he was in that movie
The one about the show
Then you get mad
Then you get mad

And then you shouldn't taste of me

And because now


Cuz' you think that to you
All that I'm supposed to know
I'm supposed to know
Woah
Cuz', I might be crazy
And you might be lazy
Uh, just find that way
I think it's time, time
We break out the good wine
Raise a glass and say
Twelve years ago
Let me call you
Cause' I fly too far
up the rainbow
Good old days.
Oh, yeah.
We might be crazy.
We might be lazy.
It's just fine that way.
I think it's high time
we break out
together.
In the moonshine.
Oh, we call it a day.
Oh, and as long as we're walking,
we'll still be rocking.
Yeah, we're rocking away.
I think it's high time
we break out the good wine.
Raise a glass and say,
hey,
we've come a long way.
But these still
are the good old days.
The good old days.
I like it
when you turn
the radio on.
The good old days.
The good old days.
The good old days.
The good old days.
The good old days.