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Album: Criclewood Green - 1970 Compose: Alvin Lee Sugar The Road Having a good time, baby You're having a ball Your daddy don't dig what you look like Don't dig it at all Don't understand What you're going through No, no, no, no, no, no, he don't He says there's only one way that you stay alive Keep working for your pension till you're sixty five Hey, No, no, don't dig it at all You've grown up a big girl, baby You're doing all right You sleep in the daytime, baby now You're leaping all night Got your own scene Said you're doing fine My, my, my, doing fine, girl Live like you want, let them call you a freak You'll be a baby factory when you're married a week Oh, no, no, no, can you live in a box? Get out, get out... You're having a good time, baby You're loving your life There's more things ahead now, baby Than being a wife Well, I love your mind 'Cause you know it's free Little darlin Don't worry about the people who scream and shout Just give them fifty years and they might forget it out Hey, yeah, I've gotta have me a good time Darling, let it all hang out |