Bad Old Days

I, I'm looking for a light up in the sky
I'm waiting for a sign that I'll be on my way
You would maybe like to get together too
And we can laugh all night about the bad old days

Love grew, love shrunk
Love hurts, love stunk
Love fell down like a drunk
It got tied up in the trunk
Love slithered and love slunked
Away

So if you want to see me, let me know
And we could reminisce about the bad old days
Bad old days
Bad old days

Love grew, love shrunk
Love hurts, love stunk
Love fell down like a drunk
It got tied up in the trunk
Love slithered and love slunked
Away

So if you want to see me, let me know
And we could reminisce about the bad old days
Bad old days
Bad old days
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