[brief piano intro]

My, the time flew
it's gone so fast, your head spins, lady
thinking of you back in those
TV days

singing away
with Sonny, man, that was a gas
that was the best, yeah
those sure were the days

TV had tubes
we watched you almost
every Sunday
wonderful songs; we sang along
and swayed
laughed and we giggled at the funny
skits you both did
but then you both broke up
your show went away

{was...a...bum...trip...}
{It was for sure...}
{A...bum...trip...}

Gone for good
it made us glum...
boo-hoo

It didn't feel good when you came
back without Sonny
Not as much laughs, it
did not make us smile

Turned off the TV
comedy skits were not funny
sh*t seemed made-up
and it just seemed so trite

{not...too...cool...}
{no, it was not}
{folks...not...fooled...}

Not as good
missed Sonny's smile, too

We liked the way you joked and fought
it used to make us smile
All of that corny stuff we bought
we did not turn the dial

Sonny's been gone for quite some time
that saddens me
sometimes an assh*le
still seemed a nice guy

After his death I
cannot say that I did grieve then
Still, miss that schlub
he sure had a great smile

{miss...that...schlub}
{sure miss that schlub's}
{smil..ing...mug}

Miss that putz
That funny buffoon

{waah...waah...waah...waah}
{waah...waah...waah...waah...waah}
{waah...waah...waah...waah}
{waah...waah...waah...waah...waah}

If I could
I'd bring back that loon

{Miss...that...loon..}.
{He was cool-ool}

{bum...bling}
{Sonny, miss that bum}
{sure do miss}
{miss that bum}

{He's long gone...}
{So's this son-on-ong...}