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š Join the Affiliate Program Now Paul Heaton + Jacqui Abbott
Good Times
[Verse 1]
The person who said, 'One last drink!' has headed to bed
Just the wood in that old burning fire keeps me company instead
As I watch it just crackle and burn, there's oneābitterālessonāI learn
Don't takeāfor granted theāthings that she did and she said
[Pre-Chorus 1]
They say the pub cellar here has a couple of ghosts
Landlord and landlady, 13th century hosts
They would drink too much then they would fight; I still hear them blaspheming at night
At least those two spectres still argue from pillar to post
[Chorus]
They lived through the good times, struggled through bad times
The pub, it reopened then closed
Put up a new sign, took down the old sign
New problems only arose
They put on a disco, put on a raffle
Even put on a pub quiz
The death of the disco probably her fault
The death of relationship his
[Verse 2]
As I look at the pub clock, it's turning the small hand to three
Previously, this time of night, she'd be listening to me
Now the conversation I got, like the convict, it ain't a real lot
The jailbird you feel sorry for has more partners than me
[Pre-Chorus 2]
In the middle of August I see, when the beer garden's packed
They order their drinks and I feel like the opening act
That banter they have in the sun is worse 'cause some have us none
Joke told to self is less funny; that's just a fact
[Chorus]
They lived through the good times, struggled through bad times
The pub, it reopened then closed
Put up a new sign, took down the old sign
New problems only arose
They put on a disco, put on a raffle
Even put on a pub quiz
The death of the disco probably her fault
The death of relationship his
[Bridge]
She's the first girl I kissed that caused me to cry
That gave me real heartache but set my soul free
I lit the first cigarette that caused the addiction
That gave her the cancer and took her from me
[Chorus]
They lived through the good times, struggled through bad times
The pub, it reopened then closed
Put up a new sign, took down the old sign
New problems only arose
They put on a disco, put on a raffle
Even put on a pub quiz
The death of the disco probably her fault
The death of relationship his