Karaoké Good Luck, Babe! Postmodern Jukebox (Tatum Langley)

It's fine

It's cool

You can say that we are nothin' but you know the truth

And guess I'm the fool

With her arms out like an angel through the car sunroof

I don't wanna call it off but you don't wanna call it love

Just wanna be the one that I call Baby

You can kiss a hundred boys in bars

Shoot another shot

Try to stop the feelin'

You can say it's just the way you are

Make a new excuse

Another stupid reason

Good luck babe

Good luck babe

You'd have to stop the world just to stop the feelin'

Good luck babe

Good luck

I'm cliché

Who cares

It's a sexually explicit kind of love affair

And I cry

It's not fair

I just need a little lovin'

I just need a little air

I think I'm gonna call it off even if you call it Love

Just wanna love someone who calls me Baby

You can kiss a hundred boys in bars

Shoot another shot

Try to stop the feelin'

You can say it's just the way you are

Make a new excuse

Another stupid reason

Good luck babe

Good luck babe

You'd have to stop the world just to stop the feelin'

Good luck babe

Good luck babe

You'd have to stop the world just to stop the feelin'

When you wake up next to him in the middle of the night

With your head in your hands you're nothin' more than his wife

And when you think about me all of those years ago

You're standin' face to face with I told you so

You know I hate to say it

I told you so

I told you so

Ho oh oh

Ho ho woah oh

Good luck babe

You'd have to stop the world just to stop the feelin' I have

Good luck babe

You'd have to stop the world just to stop the feelin' you have

Good luck babe

You'd have to stop the world just to stop the feelin'

Good luck babe

Good luck babe

You'd have to stop the world just to stop the feelin'

Have to stop the world just to stop the feelin'

Have to stop the world just to stop the feelin'