Hey Day

John Taylor

We made a fortune 
We blew a fortune 
Back in the hey day 
It was a payday 

We saw the future 
We caused a suture 
We lived in hotels 
We lived on cocktails 

All I wanted was 
A friendly atmosphere
All I wanted was 
To get way out of here
All I wanted was 
To learn a whole new approach 
All I wanted was... (love)

I was in third grade 
When I met Matt Shade 
He was a mover 
Never loser 

We made a good noise 
We made the sun shine 
We met some more guys 
And we changed their lives 

All I wanted was 
To learn a whole new approach 
All I wanted was 
To lose this sense of this ghost All I wanted was 
Hmmm a lucky puppy dog 
All I wanted was... (love) 
To hold my head high 
To hold my head high 
To hold my head high 
To hold my head high 

Went into tailspin 
We hear a whirlwind 
We married nice girls 
Who turned to werewolves 

We lived the big time 
We made the girls scream 
We traded silk ties 
We started black books 

All I wanted was 
To make a moment 
All I wanted was 
To make a cornet burn 
All I wanted was 
To turn day into the night 
All I wanted was 

(flute) 

All I wanted was 
To make a moment 
All I wanted was 
To make a cornet burn
All I wanted was
To turn day into night
All I wanted was
Hey day , hey day, hey day,hey day, hey day
Hey day, hey day, hey day, hey day, hey day
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