Dave Edmunds - Goodbye Mister Good Guy Lyrics

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Goodbye Mister Good Guy

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What Are The Lyrics For Goodbye Mister Good Guy By Dave Edmunds?
Goodbye Mr. Good Guy,
Come back teenage queen. She tells me I've been killing her with kindness Smiling a lot, playing on my guitar. But she hit me with a line About missing out on the good times. Couldn't take any more. He kept her in attention in the center, Delivered her with roses to my door. She rocked the night away, Fooling with her date. What's she taking me for? Goodbye Mr. Good Guy, Come back teenage queen. I guess you had a nice try Living in your dreams. Goodbye careless hunger You thought you'd steal the show. But taking away my thunder, Hmm, what do you know? I'm going to be the man you love to hate, So long Nice Guy, you'll appreciate I'll take the trouble line, I'm telling you you're mine, If it ain't too late. Goodbye Mr. Good Guy, Come back teenage queen. I guess you had a nice try Living in your dreams. Goodbye careless hunger You thought you'd steal the show. But taking away my thunder, Hmm, what do you know? I'm going to be the man you love to hate, So long Nice Guy, you'll appreciate I'll take the trouble line, Now I'm telling you you're mine if it ain't too late. Goodbye Mr. Good Guy, Come back teenage queen. |
Who Wrote Goodbye Mister Good Guy By Dave Edmunds?
Bill Murray, Pat Meager
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What's The Duration Of The Goodbye Mister Good Guy By Dave Edmunds?The duration of Goodbye Mister Good Guy is 2:40 minutes and seconds. |
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