Bekka Bramlett - Good Time lyrics

[Verse 1:] Guess it's written on my face God, I get so sick of this place I gotta get up, get out And get a life The days run long The nights too short Not much time for me no more And I'm well over due So now I'm going to [Chorus:] Let my hair down And bleach it blonde Turn the ringer off And the engine on 'Cause I can't wait to get to the good times Yeah, just one stop at the ATM Grab a hundred bucks And a real good friend Pack it up And take a load off my mind 'Cause I can't wait to get to the good times [Verse 2:] Me and my baby get along Got a lot of love Got it goin' on I wouldn't let go no for anything Somethin' bout how the highway feels When you drive along on your freedom wheels You know any destination Will k** the frustration [Repeat Chorus:] [Bridge:] Just for the weekend Let's jump off the deep end I'm goin' to [Repeat Chorus:]