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Good day, bad days, pioneeers of loveAnd hope and sex and dreams and Sunny came clearEverything reminds me of my babyLate night, skin tight, dresser drawersGoing down on dirty boulevard five and dime store whoresEverything reminds me of my babyI keep thinking maybe time will mend this broken downI keep thinking I'm not crazyRedwood, gold dust, radio plays everything from High and Dry to Sunny Came HomeAll these songs remind me of my babyFake bake Holly wouldn't give a shit, wears everything from corduroy to double knitBut all these girls are nothing like my babyI keep thinking maybe time will mend this broken downI keep thinking I'm not crazyI keep thinking maybe time will mend 'cause drugs don't helpI'll stop singing songs about my...Can anyone tell me why why the things that are meant to stay they turn and goCan anyone tell me why we lust after the things we'll never knowI'll just have to let it goGood times, bad times, red times blue equals Special-K's psychadelic satin purple shoeI've done some foolish things but who can blame meLetras de cancionesGood night, sleep tight, pioneers of lust and guns and hate and greed and Sunny knows fearIf God don't kill me I know she's gonna save meI keep thinking maybe time will mend this broke ndownI keep thinking I'm not crazyCan anyone tell me why the things that are meant to stay they turn and goCan anyone tell me we lust after the things we'll never knowI'll just have to let it go From Letras Mania