Good Life

Stayed out a little too late, one too many drinks

Bumped into an old friend who I hadn't seen

In a couple of years, he asked, "How have you been?"

Told him, "Pull up a chair and let me fill you in"

Well, the years move fast but the days move slow

And the kids grow up, as we all grow old

But I can't complain, yeah, I've been alright

Living the good life, it's the good life

Ordered up another then we threw 'em back down

And I asked him 'bout his brother who I used to hang around

Said he sold his old Camaro and he never plays the drums

Now he's got a little girl out in California

Well, the years move fast but the days move slow

And the kids grow up, as we all grow old

But I can't complain, yeah, I've been alright

Living the good life, it's the good life

And looking back, we find

It all works itself out in good time

Well, they're closing up the shop, yeah, it's time to go

So I tell him that I'll call him but I think we both know

That we're probably getting busy, it'll slip through the cracks

But it sure felt good sitting here looking back

Yeah, it sure felt good sitting here looking back

Well, the years move fast but the days move slow

And the kids grow up, as we all grow old

But I can't complain, yeah I've been alright

Living the good life, it's the good life

Living the good life, it's the good life

Living the good life, it's the good life

Living the good life, yeah, it's the good life