Good Love - Hannah Laing

Good love, you gotta Baby, in the heat of the night You know what to do Good love, you gotta Cherry pie, apple kisses Everything is cool Technicolor children in Piccadilly Square Whisper words, erotica, when you kiss me there Gustav Mahler number 3 is jamming on the box I'll have another glass of you, this time on the rocks Fourth of July in every stroke A symphony of light and sound Oh, I want to die from all the smoke Fire breaks out when you're around Good love, you gotta, yeah Baby, in the heat of the night You know what to do Good love, you gotta, yeah Cherry pie, apple kisses Everything is cool It brings a flash to my heart just the thought of you Plethora of euphoria in everything you do Any place to zero, you are number one Baby, in the heat of the night, you're my favorite fun You and I in each others arms (you and I - each others arms) Here is another world (here I'm protected) Here I'm protected from all harm Only the naked boy and girl Good love, yeah Baby, in the heat of the night You know what to do Good love, yeah (ooh) Cherry pie, apple kisses Everything is cool, cool, cool (cool) Alright, we going say good love Right here (good love) Yeah Gustav Mahler number 3 jamming on the box You wanna rock? (Why not?) (Good love) - Yeah (yeah, yeah) Oh baby, in the heat of the night You know what to do, don't cha? Good love, yeah (yeah, yeah) Cherry pie, apple kisses Everything is cool, cool Every little funky damn thing is kicking (good love) Oh my Lord (oh my Lord) My Lord (my Lord) Baby, you got the, you got the, you got the good love, yeah In the heat of the night You know it's alright (yeah) Good love, yeah Good love, honey baby Good love, yeah yeah yeah (yeah) Cherry pie, apple kisses Everything is cool, everything is cool Cool Good Love, Part two (la la la la, la la la) Good Love, Part two (la la la la, la la la) Part two Do It Come on That's how I like it, come on Technicolor junkie in a funky square (Yeah) Good love talking when yo kissing me there (Yeah) Gustav Mahler jamming on the box (Yeah, yeah) Teenage junkie got his foot on the rock: get off! You got to, you got to get good love Good love You got to, you got to get good love Yeah, good love Gustav

Pack my bags and count my money Gotta go boy, star running Leave the tips and eyes are crying It looks so pretty, I'll tell you all that i know And count my self lucky to fall Well is it something I should fight Cloudy day, you make your own light Stick beside you, ask me questions Wanna know you but now they're taking control Your wrist I'm not letting go I'm gonna go somewhere that no one can find us Tell me everything you're scared to say outloud Now go to sleep and dream till the morning So you and me got the whole night to ourselves And I keep going till I crash Baby I hope you're cool with that Now it's to late to turn back So I hope we're on the right track Waiting till you, stay in touch Hit me hard, I won't mind much With your friends all drinking so tough Smile to greet you just take my hand we'll go Yeah baby you feel like a ghost I'm gonna go somewhere that no one can hurt us Wait till so thoughts come and seconds feel long Don't have to sleep in night till the morning Just you and me there's nothing that we can do wrong And I keep going till I crash Baby I hope you're cool with that Now it's to late to turn back So I hope we're on the right track Hope we're on the right track Mmm-mm Hope we're on the right track Right track