Good News - Red Rider

You’re always wearin' somethin'

Upon your lapel

So what if that ain’t cool these days

You wear it well

The day that you left L. A

I felt so alone

Standing in the airport

Longing to go home

You, you

You never sing the blues

You

You always bring good news

I wanna be your lover

And I wanna be your friend

It seems that that for the price of one

You get the both of them

I don’t know how you do it

I sometimes wanna pick your brain

You know that you’re half crazy

But you say that you’re half sane

You, you

You never sing the blues

You

You always bring good news