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Good Thing Video (MV)




Performed By: Scott Cook
Language: English
Length: 5:53
Written by: Scott Cook
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Sometimes I see myself runnin' naked through the streets
It's funny how my nakedness tends to impact who I meet
Good thing I'm not too shy to dance to this beat
Sometimes I see myself flyin' high above the clouds
I'm so high it's hard to think about myself down on the ground
Good thing I'm not afraid of falling down
Sittin' here alone, with my gin and my guitar
Bottle's getting low and ideas are pretty sparse
Just need to get my mind to nowhere far
Shouldn't be this hard
Sometimes I like to think that these things aren't what they seem
It's more fun for me to laugh than it is to kick and scream
Good thing I've got the time to daydream
Sittin' here alone, in the front seat of this car
Don't own the keys so I'm not sure how I'll start
Press down the break and I shift it out of park
Car starts to roll and I'm cruisin' through the dark
So free until I hit that wall there
Just need to get my mind to nowhere far
Shouldn't be this hard
As I'm rolling down this hill at top speed
No brakes on which I can rely
Roll down the window to this front seat
Reach out my arm to wave goodbye
It's so fun, it's fast, I'm laughing real loud
And I feel the tears escape my eyes
Steering wheel is locked, I start to veer now
As I lose myself within this ride
Hope someone sees me in this nice car
Don't care too much that it's not mine
If I could I'd like to drive it real far
But the wall ahead creates the line
I guess not this time
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English

Sometimes I see myself runnin' naked through the streets
It's funny how my nakedness tends to impact who I meet
Good thing I'm not too shy to dance to this beat
Sometimes I see myself flyin' high above the clouds
I'm so high it's hard to think about myself down on the ground
Good thing I'm not afraid of falling down
Sittin' here alone, with my gin and my guitar
Bottle's getting low and ideas are pretty sparse
Just need to get my mind to nowhere far
Shouldn't be this hard
Sometimes I like to think that these things aren't what they seem
It's more fun for me to laugh than it is to kick and scream
Good thing I've got the time to daydream
Sittin' here alone, in the front seat of this car
Don't own the keys so I'm not sure how I'll start
Press down the break and I shift it out of park
Car starts to roll and I'm cruisin' through the dark
So free until I hit that wall there
Just need to get my mind to nowhere far
Shouldn't be this hard
As I'm rolling down this hill at top speed
No brakes on which I can rely
Roll down the window to this front seat
Reach out my arm to wave goodbye
It's so fun, it's fast, I'm laughing real loud
And I feel the tears escape my eyes
Steering wheel is locked, I start to veer now
As I lose myself within this ride
Hope someone sees me in this nice car
Don't care too much that it's not mine
If I could I'd like to drive it real far
But the wall ahead creates the line
I guess not this time
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