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