Edie Brickell and New Bohemians - Good Times Lyrics

You don't even have to try,
it comes easy for you
The way you move is so appealing
it could make me cry
Go out driving with my friends
in Bobby's big old beat-up car
I'm with a lot of people there,
I wonder where you are

Good times, bad times, gimme some of that
Good times, bad times, gimme some of that
Good times, bad times, gimme some of that

I don't want to say goodbye,
don't wanna walk you to the door
I've spent a little time with you,
I want a little more

Good times, bad times, gimme some of that
Good times, bad times, gimme some of that
Good times, bad times, gimme some of that

(unintelligible male spoken part)

Good times, bad times, gimme some of that
Good times, bad times, gimme some of that
Good times, bad times, gimme some of that

Now I've got those good, good ,good times ???
Ain't got those bad, bad, bad times ???
I've got those good, good, good ,good times ???