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 Let it go Let it go Let it go Let it go Let it go
