Good Lyrics - Deacon Blue

Now everyone's singing 

How baby's in black 

She got Holy Rocker 

Mad Dog he called Ronnie 

Say here come old flat top 

Come moving up slowly 

And she got a smile 

I can feel in my hip pocket 

And I cry, I cry, I cry 

Yes I sigh 

Well it's a big big dream 

But it's a good one 

And she's beside me at the wheel 

It seems so real 

And the driving it's so tiring 

And tank is less than zero 

And my lips are chapped 

What with the roof down flat 

And my lips are aching 

And My Veins Is Busting 

And I cry, I cry, I cry 

Yes I sigh 

Well it's a big big drream 

But it's a good one