Good Times - Otis Redding, Jimi Hendrix

People see me but they just don’t know

What’s in my heart, and why I love you so

I love you, baby, like a miner loves gold

So, come on, baby, let the good times roll

Love is nice when it’s understood

It’s even better, when you’re feelin' good

You got me flippin' like flag on a pole

So, come on, baby, let the good times roll

Lot of people live in make believe

They keep a lot of data up their sleeves

My love you is no kind that folds

So, come on, baby, let the good times roll

I said, come on and let the good times roll, baby

Baby, let the good times roll

Yeah, yeah, hey, hey, hey, baby

Come on, let me feel you roll

Baby, let the good times roll

I say, let the good times roll

Turn your left arm out, baby

You know I love you so

Turn your left arm out, poor girl

'Cause I love you so

Turn your left arm out, baby

You know I love you so