Pretty Good Lyrics by John Prine

Pretty Good Lyrics

    I got a friend in fremont, he sells used cars, ya know.
    Well, he calls me up twice a year
    Just ask me how'd it go
    Pretty good, not bad, i can't complain
    Actually everything is just about the same

    I met a girl from venus, and her insides were lined in gold
    Well, she did what she did said "how was it, kid?"
    She was politely told
    "pretty good, not bad, i can't complain
    But actually everything is just about the same."

    Moonlight makes me dizzy
    Sunlight makes me clean
    Your light is the sweetest thing
    That this boy has ever seen.

    Molly went to arkansas, she got raped by dobbin's dog
    Well, she was doing good till she went in the woods
    And got pinned up against a log
    Pretty good, not bad, she can't complain
    Cause actually all them dogs is just about the same

    Moonlight makes me dizzy
    Sunlight makes me clean
    Your light is the sweetest thing
    That this boy has ever seen.

    Instrumental:

    I heard allah and buddha were singing at the savior's feast
    And up the sky and arabian rabbi
    Fed quaker oats to a priest.
    Pretty good, not bad, they can't complain
    Cause actually all them gods is just about the same
    Pretty good, not bad, i can't complain
    Cause actually everything is just about the same

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