Gonna see some good times
Gonna get to ring that bell
Gonna see some good times
Some times to make up for when I’m not feeling well
I must be due some great times
’Cause right now I feel like hell
Never trust a woman who wears her pants too tight
Never trust a woman who wears her pants too tight
She might love you tomorrow
But she’ll be gone tomorrow night
Come tomorrow I get my pay and I’m gonna leave this town
Come tomorrow I get my pay and I’m gonna leave this goddamn town
’Cause she don’t really love me
There ain’t no reason to stick around
Gonna see some good times
Gonna get to ring that bell
Gonna see some good times
Some times to make up for when I’m not feeling well
Must be due some great times
’Cause right now I feel like hell
[ad-lib]
But if they don’t come
Well if they never come around
If they don’t come to me
If they don’t come to me tonight
If they don’t come to me next week
If they don’t come to me next year
What the hell
Words and music by Brent Mydland
Recording: Dozin’ at the Knick (October 1996).
First performance: August 28, 1981, at the Long Beach Arena in Long Beach, California.
The song is often referred to as “Good Times.”