| Song | Good As She Could Be |
| Artist | John Hiatt |
| Album | Walk On |
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| 作词 : Hiatt | |
| Well she was a millionaire | |
| Before she was fourteen | |
| But there was an emptiness there | |
| That to practically everyone else could be seen | |
| She hit up on the drug of love | |
| Though there was no hole in her arm | |
| There was a hole some place else | |
| About as big as dady 10.000 acre farm | |
| Chorus: | |
| Oh, she was dying for it | |
| For all the world to see | |
| Ah, she was as good as she could be | |
| Well she had a baby at eighteen | |
| Never finished high school | |
| Her husband beat her for money and sex | |
| Till that cadillac finally ran out of fuel | |
| One disaster led to another | |
| Down to her and her baby son | |
| Born with a silver spoon in her mouth | |
| Headed south now | |
| Cause she was never born to run | |
| Chorus twice | |
| Well her momma died last year | |
| And her daddy he called her back home | |
| But when he opened the door | |
| He could not recognize | |
| This spectre of hair and bone | |
| But it was his own baby child | |
| Though she looked like an old woman now | |
| Well she lived ten lifetimes in five years | |
| Anywhere that the law would allow | |
| Chorus twice | |
| Yeah, she was good as she could be | |
| Ah, she was good as she could be |
| zuo ci : Hiatt | |
| Well she was a millionaire | |
| Before she was fourteen | |
| But there was an emptiness there | |
| That to practically everyone else could be seen | |
| She hit up on the drug of love | |
| Though there was no hole in her arm | |
| There was a hole some place else | |
| About as big as dady 10. 000 acre farm | |
| Chorus: | |
| Oh, she was dying for it | |
| For all the world to see | |
| Ah, she was as good as she could be | |
| Well she had a baby at eighteen | |
| Never finished high school | |
| Her husband beat her for money and sex | |
| Till that cadillac finally ran out of fuel | |
| One disaster led to another | |
| Down to her and her baby son | |
| Born with a silver spoon in her mouth | |
| Headed south now | |
| Cause she was never born to run | |
| Chorus twice | |
| Well her momma died last year | |
| And her daddy he called her back home | |
| But when he opened the door | |
| He could not recognize | |
| This spectre of hair and bone | |
| But it was his own baby child | |
| Though she looked like an old woman now | |
| Well she lived ten lifetimes in five years | |
| Anywhere that the law would allow | |
| Chorus twice | |
| Yeah, she was good as she could be | |
| Ah, she was good as she could be |
| zuò cí : Hiatt | |
| Well she was a millionaire | |
| Before she was fourteen | |
| But there was an emptiness there | |
| That to practically everyone else could be seen | |
| She hit up on the drug of love | |
| Though there was no hole in her arm | |
| There was a hole some place else | |
| About as big as dady 10. 000 acre farm | |
| Chorus: | |
| Oh, she was dying for it | |
| For all the world to see | |
| Ah, she was as good as she could be | |
| Well she had a baby at eighteen | |
| Never finished high school | |
| Her husband beat her for money and sex | |
| Till that cadillac finally ran out of fuel | |
| One disaster led to another | |
| Down to her and her baby son | |
| Born with a silver spoon in her mouth | |
| Headed south now | |
| Cause she was never born to run | |
| Chorus twice | |
| Well her momma died last year | |
| And her daddy he called her back home | |
| But when he opened the door | |
| He could not recognize | |
| This spectre of hair and bone | |
| But it was his own baby child | |
| Though she looked like an old woman now | |
| Well she lived ten lifetimes in five years | |
| Anywhere that the law would allow | |
| Chorus twice | |
| Yeah, she was good as she could be | |
| Ah, she was good as she could be |