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 struggle. 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 for these shoes. I lean heavy on ambition. And I 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 days I'm golden. All night. All night