Good Times

This next one goes out<br>To all the depressed women in the house<br>Whether you`re taking the prozac the zanac or the paxil<br>Whatever the hell they put into that capsule<br>I want y`all to come up to the front of the stage<br>Grab me A shot of something along the way<br>Put A smile on the front of your head<br><br><CHORUS><br>Got A thing for the women that dont love themself<br>So either loosen up your hair or tighten up your belt<br>This time, this time is A good time<br>Good times<br><br>Got A thing for the women that dont love themself<br>So either loosen up your hair or tighten up your belt<br>And this town, this town, is A good town<br>A good time. A good time<br><br>You know while she`s sitting by the window, she`s waiting for her prince to come<br>And here I am on the opposite side of the room trying to pretend that I`m not that dumb<br>It goes older told and full of cold, but did I mention that it`s well deserved<br>No let`s make A mess, no let`s make A baby, no let`s make some hell on earth<br>Do you mind if I turn out the lights, if I`m going to be alone I`d rather do it in the dark<br>So I stare at half of A beer half wishing that the transmission would stay in par<br>She keeps the music down, so her neighbors don`t complain<br>Keeps the drama up, so she doesn`t forget the pain<br>I keep my ? inside the reaction<br>And hide my pride inside of my laughter<br>It goes<br><br><CHORUS><br><br>And I`ll never forget the day you woke up<br>To find A whole different world underneath your socks<br>Forgot to check your pockets before you the checked the cost<br>Yes man, I saw the sign, no man I couldn`t stop<br>Drop off, now look who got water on the lawn<br>Whatever it takes to calm your tongue<br>If this livingroom fills with anymore fuss<br>I`m going to cut my finger, I`m going to paint these walls<br>If anybody watched us<br>They probably called the cops, cause<br>Its obvious that neither one of us can adjust<br>Discussion becomes disgust<br>? the lady I thought she would save me from the bumrush<br>Enough is enough, but how much is too much<br>Why am I still just A sheep to your touch<br>Why can`t I ever fall asleep at dusk<br>Why do I need to see everything crushed<br>It`s A big map girl, it`s yours if you asked<br>If it dont wash up to the shore you wont discover it<br>Stand to get hotter then your head with that other shit<br>Swallow it to chase to follow the suffering<br>But I`m still smiling, still up to no great<br>Still trying to relocate<br>Somewhere I`m going to find some work that matters<br>Til then all you get is my smirk and my laughter<br>It goes<br><br><CHORUS>