Oh, love's ridiculous, life is hard I feel 15 with a credit card I used to pray with all my heart Just asking sweet Jesus how to make it this far With the promise of hell hanging over my head I know a few people been but nobody dead I give a big bad finger to the discotheque The band keeps playing while the ship gets wrecked These days, I ain't concerned But always everybody gets burned These days I am feeling all right Wearing black blue jeans that fit real tight I'm better these days, I'm gonna notice the time Got two joints and a bottle of wine These days, these days, these days, these days, these days, eh ♪ Oh, thin-skinned baby going to cry all night Never would not have made it through the gold rush time Tonight sweet baby gonna go downtown Find a black haired beauty, gonna wear me down With the promise of love, striking a cord Never get lonely, never get bored These days, I ain't concerned But always everybody gets burned These days, I am feeling all right Wearing black blue jeans that are real tight Baby, these days I do not notice the time Got two joints and a bottle of wine These days, these days, these days, these days These days, these days, these days These days, these days, whoa