Good Testo

Now that a rose is the cancer I knowBlack in the night she come asking for more
Summer a squall and the banshee she moans
Come measure this pleasure without your good sense
It❝s almost never what you may want to have guessed
No you you❝re good you❝re good you❝re good you❝re good you❝re good you❝re good
Astor the moon she rests her face on the floor
She came in through the window
Now that she❝s out she rolls her way to the door
She got farther than we know
Into the light a dresser spills out a drawer
Just like a casino
We❝ve test the pressure of the water and air
It❝s almost better now you❝re with her in there
No you you❝re good you❝re good you❝re good you❝re good you❝re good you❝re good
This I swear you❝re the only one I❝d risk my fortune and heir for
If you❝re good to me
When I compare all my lonliness to chance of what may be
I see I❝m a fool to care