Good Old Girl Blues

I met her back in nineteen seventy two
It didnâ??t take too long before I knew
That I just met myself a friend for life
And pretty soon that girl would be my wife
Sheâ??s still the only one that lights my fuse
I got that Good Old Girl Blues

Like fine wine she just gets better
I get high when we're together
And man she still is quite a looker
And thereâ??s no one can outcook her
She knows a hundred ways to light my fuse
I got that Good Old Girl Blues

Good Old Girl, Good Old Girl Blues
Good Old Girl, Good Old Girl Blues

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So if youâ??re thinkinâ?? that Iâ??m crazy
Cause Iâ??m still lovin my old lady
Well, thereâ??s really nothin to it
Every night we like to do it
Sheâ??s still the only one that lights my fuse
I got that Good Old Girl Blues

Good Old Girl, Good Old Girl Blues
Good Old Girl, Good Old Girl Blues
Good Old Girl, Good Old Girl Blues
Good Old Girl, Good Old Girl Blues