Good Time

The gentleman caller in the blue suede shoes,
He don't know what to do,
He just wants to look good for you,
So he rushes in to tell you what he did today,
But he can't think of what to say,
I think you listen anyway.

He wants to have a good time,
Just like everybody,
He doesn't want to fall apart.

You watch him as he stutters over what to say,
It's just a little game you play,
It's no easier for you some days,
You wish that you could tell him it'll be okay,
But you feel a little shy these days,
'Cause everybody goes away.

Oh, you just wanna have a good time,
Just like everybody else,
You don't want to fall apart this time.

I can look into your eyes and see the mess we're in,
Well darling, if it's shit came out,
Then I suppose that it's shit went in,
Even though I couldn't say,
I've been the places that you've been,
You know he made my heart real strong,
Even if he made my head real thin.

I wanna have a good time,
Just like everybody,
And I don't want to fall apart.

Oh I wanna have a good time,
Just like everybody else,
And I don't want to fall apart this time,
So would you please invite me in.

Oh, I really love the red haired girls,
I'm just another boy from Texas,
C'mon and take a spin,
Oh, I got a brand new set of wings.

Oh, I really love the red haired girls,
I'm just another boy from Texas,
C'mon and take a spin,
Hey, I gotta brand new set of wings.

Man I sure do love them red haired girls,
I'm just like all the boys from Texas,
C'mon take a spin,
Hey little girl I got a brand new set of wings.



Credits
Writer(s): Adam Frederic Duritz, David A. Immergluck, David Lynn Bryson, Daniel John Vickrey, Matthew Mark Malley, Charles Thomas Gillingham, Ben G. Mize
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