Good Looking
You lost your memory well I lost my mind/
Hey call me when the rumours die
No word I heared last night I cried/
I Saw the lightning strike
From the metal rain the end of the line
Telephone operating
Maybe I won’t pick it up this time?
But I don’t mind dialing…..Good Looking.
America got a great big hard heart
got a beautiful name
The mountain snow and the Desert haze
Ocean to the central plain
The tragic hope only celebrates
something like the freedom within
The road I’m on a lost highway
I don’t mind driving…..Good Looking.
If I don’t I don’t die young/I’ll come here again
If it don’t make sense..I’ll keep running
When the music’s on you steal me away..so steal me away
All I know is you’re so good
Good looking!!!!