Quite Like Old Times Lyrics

Quite like old times

Yes, no

Quite like old times

Nowhere left to go

A room like any other

A room without a view

A bed like any other

Too big for me without you

A room with no soul

A room with no name

And I

Much the same

I have a place for lunch in the day

For drinks at night

I have been here for five days

And four nights

I have arranged my little life

This funny little dress I wear

Leaves my neck and shoulders bare

I'm lucky to be dressed up to there

In these hard times

Quite like old times

Yes, no

Quite like old times

Nowhere left to go

Outside Prague looks so very pretty

But O god what a bitch she can be

But she can't kill me

And I can't leave her

Funny, I couldn't leave you either

Do you remember

We lived round the corner from here

You bought me an imitation astrakhan coat

It was then I started calling myself Sascha

Trying to change my luck, trying to grab it by the throat

Did it bring me luck, changing my name

Should I, should I, should I change it again

This funny little dress I wear

Leaves my neck and shoulders bare

I'm lucky to be dressed up to there

In these hard times

Quite like old times

Yes, no

Quite like old times

Nowhere left to go

Am I sad

I guess

As sad as a circus lioness

As an eagle without wings

A violin with one string

As a woman growing old

Learning to be cold

Quite like old times

Yes, no

Quite like old times

Nowhere left to go

Quite like old times

Yes, no

Quite like old times

Nowhere left to go