Just Like Old Times
By: Todd Snider
I added the chords for the rest of the song. All credit for this one is due to Ifabela...
D
There's a coke machine glowin through the parking lot
G
Call it a room with a view
D
This was the best night of pool that I ever shot
G
I made a lot of money too
G A7
I was looking for some company
G
In the weekly scene
A7 G
I seen an ad, it just had to be you
A7
I hadn't seen you since New Orleans
A7
And I never did figure out where you ran off to
D
I know I looked bad the last time you saw me
G
But lately I been doing all right
D
I won a tournament last week in Oklahoma City
G
Hustled half of this town tonight
G A7
I got some cocaine
G
If you want some
A7 G
It's the best that I could find
A7
Hey we could just sit here and talk all night
A7
If that big ol' guy out in the car don't mind
Chorus:
G D
Like old times
A7 D
Screw off the top on a bottle of wine
G D A7
Living out our own kind of American dream
G D
Old times
A7 D
Your goal was always the same as mine
G D A7 D
You didn't want to throw a fishing line in that old main stream
D
You know I ain't expecting anybody but you
G
I don't know who this could be at the door
D
But I'm pretty sure that you got a clue
G
And I bet that you've been to this hotel before
G A7
Put the you-know-what in the bathroom but
G
Don't flush it down just yet
A7 G
Put your pager in my suitcase
A7
I'll get the window
A7
You light a cigarette, it'll be like
Chorus:
G D
Old times
A7 D
Just like the old times
G D A7
Living out our own kind of American dream
G D
Old times
A7 D
Your goal was always the same as mine
G D A7 D
You didn't want to throw a fishing line in that old main stream
Bridge:
Em
No sir officer you don't understand
A7
We're just two old friends drinkin' wine
Em
I'm sure she is but that's not all she is
A7
She's also an old friend of mine
Em A7
I got her high school picture right here in my wallet - 1982
Em
No sir officer no offense taken
A7
You have a good night too
D
Good thing we didn't throw this away baby
G
Turn up that radio
D
I'm pretty sure that cop knew what we were up to
G
I guess he just decided to let us go
G A7
Don't make such a thing about that picture
G
That was just something I kept
A7
Don't get all sentimental on me now girl
A7
You haven't even told me what your new name is yet
Chorus:
G D
Old times
A7 D
Just like the old times
G D A7
Living out our own kind of American dream
G D
Old times
A7 D
Your goal was always the same as mine
G D A7 D
You didn't want to throw a fishing line in that old main stream