Good Lovin'

You took the flame from the wildfire Stole the rage from the wicked sea Took the wail from the whipping wind Your good lovin' Your good lovin' feels Cop a howl from the joyous wolf Shave the hair from the mourning dog Suck the kiss from the rattlesnake Your good lovin' Your good lovin' feels Like a cherry red end of the week That midnight special got you slapping your feet Under neon lights at the old bar shack In a room full of no's can I get a hell ya ya ya Pull the words from the poets lips Rip a sermon from the shakers cage Draw a lie from the braggarts mouth Your good lovin' Your good lovin' feels like a cherry red end of the week That midnight special got you slapping your feet Under neon lights at the old bar shack In a room full of no's can I get a hell ya ya ya Stealing a secret from the lockets clutch A burning motor screaming in the dark On a road leading down to nowhere Your good lovin' Your good lovin' feels like a cherry red end of the week That midnight special got you slapping your feet Under neon lights at the old bar shack In a room full of no's can I get a hell ya ya ya Whoooooaaaa whooooaaa whooooaaa whooooaaa