Good Times Are Over

is she looking straight at me or is it my imagination some kind of illusion or prestidigitation I cross the room to a standing ovation a hesitation at my sudden invitation I'll be an engine tug your caboose Two legs hypotenuse Come on baby put me to use Don't vamoose Away, don't say the goodtimes are over Away, don't tell me the summer's over The smell of the lawn makes you flop down on it The summertime car has the top down on it Damn genuine girl pulling sinister tricks she's American as 3.1416 hand on my throttle leave the city behind there's not a lot in the bottle not a lot on my mind Away don't say the good times are over Away don't tell me the summer's over Away You are my personal miracle I fell for all of your charms I worship you like an eastern goddess the one with all the arms little problems in this world but none of them are mine whisper me your life story Baby yes, yes we're killing time Away don't say the good times are over Away don't tell me the summer's over Away don't say the good times are over Away don't tell me the summer's over