Lyrics:
Remember the good times
They're smaller in number
And easier to recall
Don't spend too much time
On the bad times
They're staggering in
This mirror would do
Only 'cause I don't have you
Later on good wishes
Later on good try
I'm afraid won't do
It's not justified
You go from
the toughest)
Now my little brothers
You got to be good
Do what's right
Don't be bad-minded
Take what's yours, and
There'll be no fuss nor fight
give a woman
Everything she needs
A man's gotta give a woman
Everything she needs
Don't give that woman no more money
If that good girl don't say,
no)
Yeah, fuck you
Alright now
Thank you very much my friends
You treat good here man
We thank you very much, we'll see ya
Good night from
to the nine seven six date
Come a long way baby
Sayin' it true
And if the seventys freed our inhibitions
What good did it do?
Gotta shut it in, get it out
the world is so cozy
If the boy is kissable
And that tango dance they wouldn't allow
Now is quite permissible.
Goodbye, good'-goody girl
I'm changing
like you said you would
Baby, you're no good
And you hurt me like no other lover ever could
Don't go making me cry
You're gonna say goodbye
Baby,
too good to go away and you make me feel fine.
And you made the world a warmer place, by the sparkle of your diamond face.
On a gray spot, put
God know that's alright, yes
Some of us were born
With money to spend
Some of us were born
For races to win
Some of us are aware
That it's good
Booth Willie:] "Good! Thanks fer askin, pop!"
[M1:] "Aww, that's great, you know, considering yer a fuckin' idiot!"
[Pays toll and drives off]
[Toll
can make you feel
Like you're floating on air
You can see some good in everyone anywhere
That's when you least expect the pain
Here comes
Baby, let's make a date for a night on the town
How does the turn of the century sound
I guarantee that we'll have a good time
New Year's Eve 1999
cowboy)
You better count your money.
You better count money
(ghetto cowboy)
(ghetto cowboy)
Rise and shine
Good mornin, Howdy
9 o clock we meet
to miss Oh I want
To keep it so good
So, So, So Long So fine, So
Real, So right, Oh I want to keep it so good
So, So, So, Long Eh, yeah.
Yeah mm
She was a good enough reason for a party...
(Well, you couldn't keep up on a hard track mile)
While she ran a perfect circle.
And she wore a perfect
I should be good,
I would be good,
But gee!
He likes to bill and coo,
I never cared to bill and coo,
But he likes to bill and coo,
So that's
the money section.
Looking like a a record cover from 1971.
And here am I warm feet and a limo waiting.
Shall I make us both feel good?
And would
you really could
But right now, baby
You can't do me no good
'Cause I just got some
Had to, had to, have some
Doctor prescribed some
Had to, had
Richie: "So ya doin' good?"
Samantha: "Ya, I'm fine, how 'bout you?"
Richie: "How good could I be? I haven't seen you in three hours."
Samantha:
When I fall in endless sleep
I hope that I'll be buried deep
Let me be the one that fortune favors
Even good children got shallow graves
all I ever say.
CHORUS
G E Am Ab+
He's a no good so and so, but she'll never let him go.
moon over Jamaica
And the new year just got here, you see
There's a new moon over Jamaica
And I'm living with an old memory
I said good evening to Venus
Some are wrapped fearful black
[Chorus]
Time oh time
Where did you go
Time oh good good time
Where did you go
Some people never get
Some never
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