Let the Good Times Roll
You got a mouth that's dirtier than my mind. It's about time
You're 'bout as clean as mud with a bit of spit shine
I ain't lonely
When you're the only one with a grip on my soul
Why run in place when we can let the good times roll
You stick around like a stain on my good shirt
But I don't mind. It's no fun 'til someone gets hurt
After a few sips
You fall before you trip
You got a grip on my soul
Why run in place when we can let the good times roll
We got stories to fill up a novel
Still got a third left to this bottle
Everybody gonna meet somebody tonight
It don't matter if you're ugly as me
Everybody gonna get lucky
Work took its toll so let the good times roll
The glass is half full so let the good times roll
I'm as handsome as a troll but I still
Let the good times roll
Writer/s: Lou Kelly
