Good Times (ver. 2)

Tommy Lee

Tom: G
INTRO G D C G 

G                         D 
Put down the magazine and get off the phone 
    C                                    G 
Cuz theres a place I wanna show u and it wont take long 
G      D 
Take a ride 
C      G 
Take a ride 
G                      
Its lookin like we're getting there 
D 
Over here, comin clear 
C                            G 
Place that has no rhymes, or times, or crimes 
G         D 
Just good times 
C         G 
Just good times 

Take me away 
To a place where the good times good times roll 
Don't let me stay 
In a place where this hate can steal my soul 

Got myself worked up over nothing today 
All this trash in my head I gotta throw it away 
Its alright 
Its alright 

Its lookin like we're getting there 
Over here, comin clear 
Place that has no rhymes, or times, or crimes 
Just good times 
Just good times 

Take me away 
To a place where the good times good times roll 
Don't let me stay 
In a place where this hate can steal my soul 
Am                      C 
This is it, I'm finally here 
Am                           C 
And all the blurry lines are clear 
Am                         C 
And everything that I cant see 
                            G 
Seems to make more sense to me 
                                    D 
Why the hell cant I just let it go, let it go, yeah 

Take me away (away) 
where the good times good times roll (roll) 
Don't let me stay (stay) 
where this hate can steal my soul 

Let the good times roll 
Let the good times roll (take me away) 
Let the good times roll (take me away) 
Let the good times roll 

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