I've been thinking about the good old day    Decorated in a candy glaze    Each pretty ink blot panel    Tells a different tale    Each photo on the mantel    Sweet memories that never will go stale       I've been climbing up the walls again    Living with a memory that might have been    So pick me up on a weekday night    We'll get together and ride around in    The black and white       I've been thinking about the good old days    My silly clothes and my silly ways    Each drunken drugstore purchase    Each chemical advance    Seven days a weekend    Everday the same old dizzy dance