Now we take our time... so nonchalant,
And spend our nights so bon vivant.
We dress our days in silken robes,
The money comes, the money goes...
We know its all a passing phase.

We light our lamps for atmosphere,
And hang our hopes on chandeliers.
Were going wrong, were gaining weight,
Were sleeping long and far too late.
And so its time to change our ways...
But Ive loved these days.

Now as we indulge in things refined,
We hide our hearts from harder times.
A string of pearls, a foreign car...
Oh, we can only go so far... on caviar and cabernet.

We drown our doubts in dry champagne,
And soothe our souls with fine cocaine.
I dont know why I even care...
We get so high and get nowhere.
Well have to change our jaded ways...
But Ive loved these days.

So before we end (and then begin)-
Well drink a toast to how its been...
A few more hours to be complete,
A few more nights on satin sheets,
A few more times that I can say...
Ive loved these days.