Could you believe?
The same old story, it never bores me
Though I've heard it all before
Her name was Georgia
And she was gorgeous
When she had order
The whole room would get to know
Like a movie that is filled to the last
Coming at you with a double D blast
At the bed of a wounded soldier
In a rush, cause he's getting older
Hanging out in the fancy bars
With the boys who can play guitar
Mika, the boy who knew too much, out next week
The same old phonies,
those painted ponies That you've
written all before Her name was April
But she was hateful Enough to make you want to run right out the door
I can tell you what you want the most Hanging out
with a champagne toast When the end of the night gets
tricky Don't you know that beggars can't be picky?
Looking out for a man who's golden Doesn't matter if he's old,
he's a rowling
Coming at you like a desperate hunter The sugar daddy,
but he's just a munter
Hey you,
what's a good girl like you Doing in this crazy world?
Was the good gone girl Old time slums to the life you wanted
When you were only seventeen With your good girl dream
Hey you,
what's a good girl like you Doing in this crazy world?
Was the good gone girl Old time slums to the life you wanted
When you were only seventeen With your good girl dream
Oh, good gone girl
Mika, the boy who knew too much, out next week
She's got nothing left to lose She's walking around,
all over the town
Needs somebody to notice But the goodness gets her down
She's having chills,
somebody to use Good gone girl,
she's got nothing left to lose