Now we take our time, so nonchalant
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And spend our nights so bon vivant
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We dress our days in silken robes
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The money comes, the money goes
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We know it's all a passing phase...
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We light our lamps for atmosphere
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And hang our hopes on chandeliers
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We're going wrong, we're gaining weight
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We're sleeping long and far too late
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And so it's times to change our ways, but I've loved these days.
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Now as we indulge in things refined
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We hide our hearts from harder times
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A string of pearls, a foreign car
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Oh we can only go so far on caviar and Cabernet...
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We drown our doubts in dry champagne
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And soothe our souls with fine cocaine
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I don't know why I even care; we'll get so high and get nowhere
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We'll have to change our jaded ways, but I've loved these days.
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So before we end and then begin
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We'll drink a toast to how it's been
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A few more hours to be complete
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A few more nights on satin sheets
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A few more times that I can say, and I've loved these days
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I've Loved These Days (Live 1977)
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| Billy Joel |
