Thinkin' 'bout the way it was in former times
I didn't have the house and the car, no family ties
Hanging out with nothing else to do
Playing pinball, smokin' like a fool

Up 'till 3 and slept 'til noon most every day
Livin' in a funky room, my dog and me
I got lonely sometimes, that is true
But what else is a city boy to do?

Thinkin' 'bout what I call my whatever days
I didn't really care at all, thought I had it made
Thinkin' 'bout what I call my whatever time
I never thought of ever changing my ways
In those whatever days

Thinkin' 'bout my girl and me before I knew
That she was gonna get the best of me, I didn't have a clue
We laid around on Tuesday afternoons
Little did we know what was coming soon

Thinkin' 'bout what I call my whatever days
I didn't really care at all, thought I had it made
Thinkin' 'bout what I call my whatever time
I never thought of ever changing my ways
In those whatever days
Let's get together and play
Meet at the diner at 3
I got the blues but right now it's OK
Gonna turn it around, gonna turn it around
Gonna turn it around some day

Thinkin' 'bout what I call my whatever days
I didn't really care at all, thought I had it made
Thinkin' 'bout what I call my whatever time
I never thought of ever changing my ways
In those whatever days

Thinkin' 'bout what I call my whatever days
I didn't really care at all, thought I had it made
Thinkin' 'bout what I call my whatever time
I never thought of ever changing my ways
In those whatever days