Caviar - The Good Times Are Over Lyrics
is she looking straight at meor is it my imaginationsome kind of illusion or prestidigitationI cross the room to a standing ovationa hesitation at my sudden invitationI'll be an engine tug your cabooseTwo legs hypotenuseCome on baby put me to useDon't vamooseAway,don't say the goodtimes are overAway,don't tell me the summer's overThe smell of the lawn makes you flop down on itThe summertime car has the top down on itDamn genuine girl pulling sinister tricksshe's American as 3.1416hand on my throttleleave the city behindthere's not a lot in the bottlenot a lot on my mindAwaydon't say the good times are overAwaydon't tell me the summer's overAwayYou are my personal miracleI fell for all of your charmsI worship you like an eastern goddessthe one with all the armslittle problems in this worldbut none of them are minewhisper me your life storyBaby yes, yeswe're killing timeAwaydon't say the good times are overAwaydon't tell me the summer's overAwaydon't say the good times are overAwaydon't tell me the summer's over
