these are the hard times   these are the good times   these are the fine times   the keep me in line times   until you went away   now these are the hey days   the never get laid days   the play with myself   and forget about my health days   wont you come back to me   i love the way you walk   the way you smile   the way you talk   and i love   the way you torture me   now im a barfly   i wish that i could die   i never thought it would be this way   and i cant understand why   why you went away   its so mysterious   makes me delirious   sometimes im curious   but all around furious   wont you come back to me