Some days I'm golden

Other days I'm bad

All depends on the weather

And how many drinks I've had

But I keep on moving

Baby I can't slow down

Last few years it's been a [bad word] 

To get along and hang around

Now the city is fast asleep

I'll go up these empty streets all night

I'm getting older

Something something 

I'll lean heavy on ambition

And I'll mostly feel amused

But some days I'm golden

Other days I'm bad

It all depends on my wallet

And the lucky streak I've had

Now the city's fast asleep

I'll go walk those disco streets all night

Now is the right time

To set things straight

I'm not ready for an upstart

I'm too proud to make a change

But some days I'm golden

Some days I'm golden

Some day's I'm golden all night

All night