Blake Shelton "On a good day" Songtext

On a good day

On a good day, when I think about herI only cry a couple hundred tearsOn a good day, when I can't forget about herI can dull the pain with just a couple beersOn a good day I can even fake a smileWhen somebody says I'm gonna be okBut as you can plainly seeI'm not havin' a good day

So set 'em upHere's a hundred dollars, keep 'em comin' Joe (whoa whoa)When I've had enoughCall this number and my brotherWill pour me in his car and drive me homeOn a good day, I become the kind of manThat even I can barely tolerateAnd as you can plainly seeI'm not havin' a good day

On a good day, I would never crash a partyKnowin' she'd be there with someone elseAnd on a good day, I would have stopped before I startedTo make a major fool of myselfOn a good day, I'd been quick enough to duckBefore her new love punched me in the faceBut as you can plainly seeI'm not havin' a good day

So set 'em upHere's a hundred dollars, keep 'em comin' Joe (whoa whoa)When I've had enoughCall this number and my brotherWill pour me in his car and drive me homeOn a good day, I become the kind of manThat even I can barely tolerateAnd as you can plainly seeI'm not havin' a good day

Yeah I only see you JoeWhen I'm not havin' a good dayNo I'm not havin' a good day

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