Golden Years

Twenty-something on speed Spilling coffee on your linen lace sheets Not very chique You made me breakfast but my stomach's too weak But what a perfect morning, darling Tidy beds are boring anyway To the dreams that go to waste All the songs we never made Here's to the golden years Roaring twenties on my mind Such a wild and wicked ride Here's to the golden years Shed my skin 1 decade's enough for the jeans I'm wearing Retreat to Berlin Looking for cover under concrete gray wings What a perfect morning darling Tidy threads are boring anyway To the dreams that go to waste All the songs we never made Here's to the golden years Roaring twenties on my mind Such a wild and wicked ride Here's to the golden years The golden years Here's to the golden years Here's to the golden years The golden years