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okay with me these days
Got a good job, got a good office
Got a new wife, got a new life
And the family's fine
We lost touch long ago
You lost
okay with me these days
Got a good job, got a good office
Got a new wife, got a new life
And the family's fine
We lost touch long ago
You lost
with me these days
Got a good job, got a good office
Got a new wife, got a new life
And the family's fine
We lost touch long ago
You lost weight I did
okay with me these days
Got a good job, got a good office
Got a new wife, got a new life
And the family's fine
We lost touch long ago
You lost
love and I don't care who knows it
And she's a good old fashioned girl

Where have you gone, Betty Crocker?
Come back, Brigitte Bardot, Eddie was in for
Eddie had a few days comin'
So he took a Las Vegas jaunt
Out to the land of supply and demand
Where you can get anything you want
He wasn't
Sometimes I get to thinkin' 'bout days gone by
And I start cryin' every time
What I wouldn't give if I could just relive
One day with those old
beer and whiskey
We had a bevy there as drunk as lords
And all skylarking and cutting capers
Till that old church clock it chimed for four
The fishers
Old lady with a barrow; life near ending
Standing by the harbour wall; warm wishes sending
Children on the cold sea swell 
Not fishers of men
I the old time religion.
Give I the old time religion.
For it is good enough for I.

If it was good for Moses and Aaron.
If it was good for David
the rap by rattin' on some cats that mack
He said, "Hey, I know i'm dangerous, but it sure beats Riker's"
yo, the next day my man got wacked by the same
the phone is cold
And as the hours are passing
So the day grows old
And as the light is fading
Don't breathe another sigh
And if you think of calling
why
I still feel the same way I did when I was 17
I still look over my shoulder waitin' for the world to change

But these are the good old days
Don't you know, he was the king of saxophones
Yes indeed he was;
Talkin' 'bout the guy that made it sound so good
Some people knew him by the Bean
Don't you know, he was the king of saxophones
Yes indeed he was;
Talkin' 'bout the guy that made it sound so good
Some people knew him by the Bean
Don't you know, he was the king of saxophones
Yes indeed he was
Talkin' 'bout the guy that made it sound so good
Some people knew him by the Bean
Don't you know, he was the king of saxophones
Yes indeed he was;
Talkin' 'bout the guy that made it sound so good
Some people knew him by the Bean
wish
Talkers talk and fishers fish
Sunset's in the west each day
Don't ask me why it goes that way

Old cowboys ain't got much to say
Christmas
you wake up, then I'll play you the Eddie Fisher record
Fisher or Boris Yeltsin's daughter 
Or her finance's sixteen year old beer drunk brother 
With his braided goatee with his whole like a thunder cloud
Don't you know, he was the king of saxophones
Yes indeed he was;
Talkin' 'bout the guy that made it sound so good
Some people knew him by the Bean
Don't you know, he was the king of saxophones
Yes indeed he was;
Talkin' 'bout the guy that made it sound so good
Some people knew him by the Bean
Don't you know, he was the king of saxophones
Yes indeed he was;
Talkin' 'bout the guy that made it sound so good
Some people knew him by the Bean
13th day of August '54 I was five years old
Depending where you're counting from
Ma didn't tell me what was going abroad
No tales of things
So yeah, basically
A lot of people ask me how life was then
So here it is

My old home smelled of good birth
Boiled red beans, kernel oil