Letra Good Deacon Blue & Ricky Ross

Good

Now everyones singing
How babys in black
She got holy rocker
Mad dog he called ronnie
Say here come old flat top
Come moving up slowly
And she got a smile
I can feel in my hip pocket

And I cry, I cry, I cry
Yes I sigh
Well its a big big dream
But its a good one

And shes beside me at the wheel
It seems so real
And the driving its so tiring
And tank is less than zero
And my lips are chapped
What with the roof down flat
And my lips are aching
And my veins is busting

And I cry, I cry, I cry
Yes I sigh
Well its a big big drream
But its a good one

And babys got style
Like a missile silo
And she got speed
Like a derby racer
So you think Im confused
In this wild hard mood?
No, no she leads me by the hand
Cant be bad