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Good Times Bad Times (From "American Hustle")

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歌词

In the days of my youth
I was told what it means to be a man
And now i've reached that age
I've tried to do all those things the best i can
No matter how i try
I find my way to the same old jam
Good times, bad times, you know I've had my share
When my woman left home for a brown-eyed man
But i still don't seem to care
Sixteen, i fell in love with a girl as sweet as could be
It only took a couple of days 'till she was rid of me
She swore that she woul d be all mine, love me 'till the end
But when i whispered in her ear, i lost another friend, oh
Good times, bad times, you know i've had my share
When my woman left home for a brown-eyed man
But i still don't seem to care
Good times, bad times, you know i've had my share
When my woman left home for a brown-eyed man
But i still don't seem to care
I know what it means to be alone
I sure do wish i was at home
I don't care what the neighbours say
I'm gonna love you, each and every day
You can feel the beat within my heart
Realize, sweet babe, we ain't never gonna part
I feel good when i look into your eyes