D5
There's a coke machine glowin through the parking lot
G5
Call it a room with a view
D5
This was the best night of pool that I ever shot
G5
I made a lot of money too
G5                         A5
I was looking for some companyss
G5
In the weekly scene-i
A5                           G5
Seen an ad it just had to be you
A5
I hadn't seen you since New Orleans
A5
And I never did figure out where you ran off to

I know I looked bad the last time you saw me
But lately I been doing all right
I won a tournament last week in Oklahoma City
Hustled half of this town tonight
I got some cocaine if you want some
It's the best that I could find 
Hey we could just sit here and talk all night
If that big ol' guy out in the car don't mind

Chorus:
G5           D5
Like old times
A5                          D5
Screw off the top on a bottle of wine
G5                     D5            A5
Living out our own kind of American dream
G5       D5
Old times
A5                          D5
Your goal was always the same as mine
G5                          D5                 A5             D5
You didn't want to throw a fishing line in that old main stream

You know I ain't expecting anybody but you
I don't know who this could be at the door
But I'm pretty sure that you got a clue
And I bet that you've been to this hotel before
Put the you-know-what in the bathroom but
Don't flush it down just yet
Put your pager in my suitcase
I'll get the window
You light a cigarette
It'll be like

Chorus:
Old times
Just like the old times
Living out our own kind of American dream
Old times
Your goal was always the same as mine
You didn't want to throw a fishing line in that old main stream

Bridge:
E5
No sir officer you don't understand
A5
We're just two old friends drinkin' wine
E5
I'm sure she is but that's not all she is
A5
She's also an old friend of mine
E5                                                       A5
I got her high school picture right here in my wallet - 1982
E5
No sir officer no offense taken
A5
You have a good night too

Good thing we didn't throw this away baby
Turn up that radio
I'm pretty sure that cop knew what we were up to
I guess he just decided to let us go
Don't make such a thing about that picture
That was just something I kept
Don't get all sentimental on me now girl
You haven't even told me what your new name is yet

Chorus:
Old times
Just like the old times
Living out our own kind of American dream
Old times
Your goal was always the same as mine
You didn't want to throw a fishing line in that old main stream