Good Times Are Over
is she looking straight at me

or is it my imagination

some kind of illusion or prestidigitation

I cross the room to a standing ovation

a hesitation at my sudden invitation

I'll be an engine tug your caboose

Two legs hypotenuse

Come on baby put me to use

Don't vamoose

Away,

don't say the goodtimes are over

Away,

don't tell me the summer's over

The smell of the lawn makes you flop down on it

The summertime car has the top down on it

Damn genuine girl pulling sinister tricks

she's American as 3.1416

hand on my throttle

leave the city behind

there's not a lot in the bottle

not a lot on my mind

Away

don't say the good times are over

Away

don't tell me the summer's over

Away

You are my personal miracle

I fell for all of your charms

I worship you like an eastern goddess

the one with all the arms

little problems in this world

but none of them are mine

whisper me your life story

Baby yes, yes

we're killing time

Away

don't say the good times are over

Away

don't tell me the summer's over

Away

don't say the good times are over

Away

don't tell me the summer's over