Good Times

People see me but they just don’t know
What’s in my heart, and why I love you so
I love you, baby, like a miner loves gold
So, come on, baby, let the good times roll
Love is nice when it’s understood
It’s even better, when you’re feelin' good
You got me flippin' like flag on a pole
So, come on, baby, let the good times roll
Lot of people live in make believe
They keep a lot of data up their sleeves
My love you is no kind that folds
So, come on, baby, let the good times roll
I said, come on and let the good times roll, baby
Baby, let the good times roll
Yeah, yeah, hey, hey, hey, baby
Come on, let me feel you roll
Baby, let the good times roll
I say, let the good times roll
Turn your left arm out, baby
You know I love you so
Turn your left arm out, poor girl
'Cause I love you so
Turn your left arm out, baby
You know I love you so