Pretty Good

Lyrics

I got a friend in Fremont, he sells used cars, ya know?
 Well, he calls me up twice a year
 Just to ask me how'd it go
 Pretty good, not bad, I can't complain
 But actually everything is just about the same
 I met a girl from Venus, and her insides were lined in gold
 Well, she did what she did said, "How was it, kid?"
 She was politely told
 "Pretty good, not bad, I can't complain
 But actually, everything is just about the same"
 Moonlight makes me dizzy
 Sunlight makes me clean
 Your light is the sweetest thing
 This boy has ever seen
 Molly went to Arkansas, she got raped by Dobbin's dog
 But she was doing good 'til she went in the woods
 And got pinned up against a log
 Pretty good, not bad, she can't complain
 'Cause actually all them dogs are just about the same
 Moonlight makes me dizzy
 Sunlight makes me clean
 Your light is the sweetest thing
 This boy has ever seen
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 I heard Allah and Buddha were singing at the Savior's feast
 And up in the sky, an Arabian rabbi
 Fed Quaker oats to a priest
 Pretty good, not bad, they can't complain
 'Cause actually all them gods is just about the same
 Pretty good, not bad, I can't complain
 'Cause actually everything is just about the same
 

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Song Details

Duration
03:36
Key
7
Tempo
130 BPM

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