You don't even have to try It comes easy for you The way you move is so appealing It could make me cry
Go out driving with my friends In Bobby's big old beat up car I'm with a lot of people then I wonder where you are
Good times, bad times Give me some of that Good times, bad times Give me some of that Good times, bad times Give me some of that
I don't want to say goodbye Don't wanna walk you to the door I spent a little time with you I want a little more
Good times, bad times Give me some of that Good times, bad times Give me some of that Good times, bad times Give me some of that
Baby, really, I don't have to I don't have to go anywhere right now You want some more You want some more of this Anywhere, where you want, baby, just Say it, ah, just say it
Good times, bad times Give me some of that Good times, bad times Give me some of that Good times, bad times Give me some of that
And I want those good, good, good times And not those bad, bad, bad times And I want those good, good, good times
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