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There's a cold machine blowin' through a parkin' lot
Called it a room with a view
Was the best night of pool that I ever shot
Made a lot of money too
Looking for some company in the weekly scene
Seen an ad that just had to be you
Ain't seen ya since New Orleans
Never did figure out where you run off to
I know I looked bad the last time you saw me
But lately, I've been doin' all right
Won a tournament last week in Oklahoma City
Hustled half of this town tonight
I got some cocaine if you want some
Best that I could find
We could just sit here and talk all night
If that big old guy out in your car don't mind
Old times
Screw off the top on a bottle of wine
Livin' out our own kind of American dream
Old times
Your goal was always the same as mine
You didn't wanna throw a fishin' line in that old main stream
You know I ain't expectin' anybody but you
I don't know who that could be at the door
But I'm pretty sure that you got a clue
And I bet you been to this hotel before
Put the "you know what" in the bathroom, but
Don't flush it down just yet
Put your pager in my suitcase, I'll get the window
You light a cigarette, it'll be like
Old times
Just like the old times
Livin' out our own kind of American dream
Old times
Your goal was always the same as mine
You didn't wanna throw a fishin' line in that old main stream
No sir, officer, you don't understand
Just two old friends drinkin' wine
I'm sure she is, but that's not all she is
She's also an old friend of mine
Got her high school picture right here in my wallet, 1982
No sir, officer, no offence taken, you have a good night too
Good thing we didn't throw this away
Baby, turn up that radio
I'm pretty sure that cop knew what we were up to
I guess he just decided to let us go