Lyrics Edie Brickell

Edie Brickell

Baby

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 there,

I wonder where you are

Good times, bad times, gimme some of that

Good times, bad times, gimme some of that

Good times, bad times, gimme some of that

I don't want to say goodbye,

Don't wanna walk you to the door

I've spent a little time with you,

I want a little more

Good times, bad times, gimme some of that

Good times, bad times, gimme some of that

Good times, bad times, gimme some of that

Good times, bad times, gimme some of that

Good times, bad times, gimme some of that

Good times, bad times, gimme some of that

Now I've got those good, good, good times Ain't got those bad, bad, bad times I've got those good, good, good, good times