Good Love (Live)

Well, I calls my baby on the telephone
She says hurry home Bret cause I'm all alone
Oh now giddyap, hurry, and don't be late
Cause a b-b-b-b-baby I just can't wait

She starts talkin' dirty right in my ear
Making herself so perfectly clear
She needs some good love

So I roll her over in the middle of the night
and I rock my baby 'til the morning light
Gettin' hot... Good love, yeah.

Well the good people say I'm a sinnin' man
But if they knew my baby they would understand
The neighbors keep yellin' bout all the noise
They say the things you're doin' ain't natural, boy

Well my baby she just loves to play
And I need my baby each and every day
Need some good love

We're hoppin' and a bobbin' in the old moonlight
Rockin' and a rollin' til the morning light
Gettin hot... good love
Bring it home

Solo

Well my baby she just loves to play
And I need my baby each and every day
Need some good love

Well my daddy thinks that I've gone crazy
And my poor boss swears I'm losin' my cool
But I just want to play with my baby
If you only knew what she could do

She starts talkin' dirty right in my ear
Makin' herself so perfectly clear
need some good love

Baby she just loves to play
and I need my baby each and every day

Start hoppin' bobbin' in the old moonlight
Rockin' and a rollin' til the morning light

Gettin' hot, hot, hot
good love
so damn hot



Credits
Writer(s): Bret Michaels, Bruce Anthony Johannesson, Rikki Rocket, Bobby Dall
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