We’re living in the good old days
I’m calling these the glory days.
Wearing sunglasses in the rain
With a rainbow on the window pane.
Never looking back unless I’m looking back at you,
When your blonde hair dyed black ended up turning blue.
We’re living in the good old days
I’m calling these the glory days.
Wearing sunglasses in the rain
With a rainbow on the window pane.
Never looking back unless I’m looking back at you,
When your blonde hair dyed black ended up turning blue.
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