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



I keep thinking maybe time will mend this broken down

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



I keep thinking maybe time will mend this broken down

I keep thinking I’m not crazy

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



I keep thinking maybe time will mend this broken down

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