Good by Earl Greyhound
Now that a rose is the cancer I know

Black in the night she come asking for more

Summer a squall and the banshee she moans

Come measure this pleasure without your good sense

It's almost never what you may want to have guessed

No you you're good you're good you're good you're good
you're good you're good

Astor the moon she rests her face on the floor

She came in through the window

Now that she's out she rolls her way to the door

She got farther than we know

Into the light a dresser spills out a drawer

Just like a casino

We've test the pressure of the water and air

It's almost better now you're with her in there

No you you're good you're good you're good you're good
you're good you're good

This I swear you're the only one I'd risk my fortune and heir for

If you're good to me

When I compare all my lonliness to chance of what may be

I see I'm a fool to care