Good Times

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    This next one goes out
    To all the depressed women in the house
    Whether you're taking the prozac the zanac or the paxil
    Whatever the hell they put into that capsule
    I want y'all to come up to the front of the stage
    Grab me A shot of something along the way
    Put A smile on the front of your head


    Got A thing for the women that dont love themself
    So either loosen up your hair or tighten up your belt
    This time, this time is A good time
    Good times

    Got A thing for the women that dont love themself
    So either loosen up your hair or tighten up your belt
    And this town, this town, is A good town
    A good time. A good time

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    You know while she's sitting by the window, she's waiting for her prince to come
    And here I am on the opposite side of the room trying to pretend that I'm not that dumb
    It goes older told and full of cold, but did I mention that it's well deserved
    No let's make A mess, no let's make A baby, no let's make some hell on earth
    Do you mind if I turn out the lights, if I'm going to be alone I'd rather do it in the dark
    So I stare at half of A beer half wishing that the transmission would stay in par
    She keeps the music down, so her neighbors don't complain
    Keeps the drama up, so she doesn't forget the pain
    I keep my ? inside the reaction
    And hide my pride inside of my laughter
    It goes

    And I'll never forget the day you woke up
    To find A whole different world underneath your socks
    Forgot to check your pockets before you the checked the cost
    Yes man, I saw the sign, no man I couldn't stop
    Drop off, now look who got water on the lawn
    Whatever it takes to calm your tongue
    If this livingroom fills with anymore fuss
    I'm going to cut my finger, I'm going to paint these walls
    If anybody watched us
    They probably called the cops, cause
    Its obvious that neither one of us can adjust
    Discussion becomes disgust
    ? the lady I thought she would save me from the bumrush
    Enough is enough, but how much is too much
    Why am I still just A sheep to your touch
    Why can't I ever fall asleep at dusk
    Why do I need to see everything crushed
    It's A big map girl, it's yours if you asked
    If it dont wash up to the shore you wont discover it
    Stand to get hotter then your head with that other shit
    Swallow it to chase to follow the suffering
    But I'm still smiling, still up to no great
    Still trying to relocate
    Somewhere I'm going to find some work that matters
    Til then all you get is my smirk and my laughter
    It goes

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