Hi, I'm new and I have an ulterior motive...the following lyics have been bouncing around in my head all week and they are *old*...early 80's somewhere...
I remeber this song from high school, but can't place the name or the artist...and it's not Clay Walker or Danger Danger...
"And when she's good, she's really good
But when she's bad...she's better!"
Kind of Loverboy/Harlequin-esque...I dunno...
Somebody please help!
Thanks!
NY
HELLLLLLLLLP!!! lyrics are driving me crazy!
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HELLLLLLLLLP!!! lyrics are driving me crazy!
Try :-
Artist/Band: Walker Clay
Lyrics for Song: When She's Good She's Good
Lyrics for Album: A Few Questions
Plastic black frame glasses and her hair back in a bun,
From 9 to 5 she looks just like a school librarian.
But mister come this friday,
When shes punching out, she's ready for love,
The hem comes up and the hair comes tumbling down.
When she's good she's good,
When she's bad she's better.
Looks like Hollywood packed inside that sweater.
Love knee pumps and patent leather
When's she good,
When she's bad she's better.
She's got a classic custom Mustang,
Black top love machine.
Factory paint,
liscense plate says 77 queen.
Weaving through the traffic like she ain't afraid to crash,
Zepplin on the A Track,
thunder on the dash.
When she's good she's good,
When she's bad she's better.
Looks like Hollywood packed inside that sweater.
Love knee pumps and patent leather
When's she good,
When she's bad she's better.
Come Monday she's all bussiness far as anyone can see,
she walks a line, dots her i's and crosses all her t's,
everybody she's thinks she's too up tight to be true,
but all along she's sitting on a Blood Red Rose tatoo.
When she's good she's good,
When she's bad she's better.
Looks like Hollywood packed inside that sweater.
Love knee pumps and patent leather
When's she good,
When she's bad she's better.
Love knee pumps and patent leather
When's she good,
When she's bad she's so much better.
Oh when she's bad, she so bad, bad, bad, bad. She's bad.
Artist/Band: Walker Clay
Lyrics for Song: When She's Good She's Good
Lyrics for Album: A Few Questions
Plastic black frame glasses and her hair back in a bun,
From 9 to 5 she looks just like a school librarian.
But mister come this friday,
When shes punching out, she's ready for love,
The hem comes up and the hair comes tumbling down.
When she's good she's good,
When she's bad she's better.
Looks like Hollywood packed inside that sweater.
Love knee pumps and patent leather
When's she good,
When she's bad she's better.
She's got a classic custom Mustang,
Black top love machine.
Factory paint,
liscense plate says 77 queen.
Weaving through the traffic like she ain't afraid to crash,
Zepplin on the A Track,
thunder on the dash.
When she's good she's good,
When she's bad she's better.
Looks like Hollywood packed inside that sweater.
Love knee pumps and patent leather
When's she good,
When she's bad she's better.
Come Monday she's all bussiness far as anyone can see,
she walks a line, dots her i's and crosses all her t's,
everybody she's thinks she's too up tight to be true,
but all along she's sitting on a Blood Red Rose tatoo.
When she's good she's good,
When she's bad she's better.
Looks like Hollywood packed inside that sweater.
Love knee pumps and patent leather
When's she good,
When she's bad she's better.
Love knee pumps and patent leather
When's she good,
When she's bad she's so much better.
Oh when she's bad, she so bad, bad, bad, bad. She's bad.
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HELLLLLLLLLP!!! lyrics are driving me crazy!
Thanks for the response Bryn, but it's "...not Clay Walker or Danger Danger... 
It is, however, the band "Straight Lines" and the song is called "Roanne"...
Thanks to Scott Nichols at 94.5 Jack FM in Regina, Saskatchewan for the info!!!!
NY
It is, however, the band "Straight Lines" and the song is called "Roanne"...
Thanks to Scott Nichols at 94.5 Jack FM in Regina, Saskatchewan for the info!!!!
NY
HELLLLLLLLLP!!! lyrics are driving me crazy!
It was Irving Berlin, vaguely remembering a doodle by Henry Wadsworth Longfellow. Both citizens of the US, you'll notice. Anyone doing it after them was purely derivative. Anyway - last line, verse three:Once I got stuck on a sweet little German and oh what a German was she
The best that was walking, well what's the use talking was just made to order for me
So lovely, and witty, more yet she was pretty you don't know until you have tried
She had such a figure, it couldn't be bigger and there was some more yet besideOh how that German could love with a feeling that came from the heart
She called me her honey, her angel, her money she pushed ev'ry word out so smart
She spoke like a speaker, and oh what a speech like no other speaker could speak
Ach my what a German when she kissed her Herman it stayed on my cheek for a weekThis girl could squeeze, and it never would hurt for that lady knew just how to squeeze
Her loving was killing, more yet she was willing you never would have to say please
I just couldn't stop her, for dinner and supper some kisses and hugs was the food
When she wasn't nice it was more better twice when she's bad she was better than goodOh how that German could love with a sweetness that's sweeter than sweet
Just say what you please, you would hug and you'd squeeze just the shoes that she wore on her feet
Her smile was like money that somebody owed you that somebody wanted to give
When you felt like dying and she started sighing ach my it was worthwhile to liveSometimes we'd love for a week at a time and it only would seem like a day
How well I remember, one night in December I felt like the middle of May
I'll bet all I'm worth that when she came on earth all the angels went out on parade
No other one turned up, I think that they burned up the pattern from which she was madeOh how that German could love with a love like you see in a play
When she said, "My dear," it would ring in my ear for a year, and a week and a day
Her no was like yes, and her yes was like no it was something like yes, it was, well
When we got together ach donner und vetter 'Twas love with a capital "L"
The best that was walking, well what's the use talking was just made to order for me
So lovely, and witty, more yet she was pretty you don't know until you have tried
She had such a figure, it couldn't be bigger and there was some more yet besideOh how that German could love with a feeling that came from the heart
She called me her honey, her angel, her money she pushed ev'ry word out so smart
She spoke like a speaker, and oh what a speech like no other speaker could speak
Ach my what a German when she kissed her Herman it stayed on my cheek for a weekThis girl could squeeze, and it never would hurt for that lady knew just how to squeeze
Her loving was killing, more yet she was willing you never would have to say please
I just couldn't stop her, for dinner and supper some kisses and hugs was the food
When she wasn't nice it was more better twice when she's bad she was better than goodOh how that German could love with a sweetness that's sweeter than sweet
Just say what you please, you would hug and you'd squeeze just the shoes that she wore on her feet
Her smile was like money that somebody owed you that somebody wanted to give
When you felt like dying and she started sighing ach my it was worthwhile to liveSometimes we'd love for a week at a time and it only would seem like a day
How well I remember, one night in December I felt like the middle of May
I'll bet all I'm worth that when she came on earth all the angels went out on parade
No other one turned up, I think that they burned up the pattern from which she was madeOh how that German could love with a love like you see in a play
When she said, "My dear," it would ring in my ear for a year, and a week and a day
Her no was like yes, and her yes was like no it was something like yes, it was, well
When we got together ach donner und vetter 'Twas love with a capital "L"
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