Good Time Lyrics:
Maurice white, robert brookings & sly stone
Itīs the kind of a nite
Uīcould use a friend
You feeling a loss
And you need a win
A perfect eleven
Between one and ten
Got the right way
To make a sad nite end
If my mind
Was being read
She made a natural move
As if iīd said
Wanted to slow dance
My mind is on romance
And I want to score
Chorus:
Oooh oooh !
From rock and roll
To r&b
Operating
Symphone-ing
Donīt know what she said
Do know what she meant
One arm pointed
Other arm bent
Making sounds you
Seldom hear
Moved her head
Make it all clear
She gave me a card
For the handicapped
Say iīm a specialist
At body rap
Chorus
Bridge.
Come into my world
Be a believer a living achiever
See what your thoughts can guarantee
Chorus
Ad lib
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