Tekster: Bonnie Raitt. Luck of the Draw. Good Man, Good Woman.

Hey, hey, hey, hey, hey

Midnight, I'm wound up tight
Slowly comin' down in the daytime
I been lyin' low from work
Hangin' over from the hurt from you babe
But I'm gonna suffer through the strain
Till I get a better thing with you, darlin', me and you

So hard to see so far ahead
When I, I can't seem to drag myself out of bed
I gotta find me a good man, a good man, a real good man

You better stop, think about what you're saying
I was seriously dedicated in the game of playin'
You made ten thousand promises you couldn't keep
I forgave you when you lied, pleaded and weeped
I put up with your disrespect and neglect
It was an experience, I'll never forget

Till now, everything I did was wrong, sorry, baby
Today we're free but we live alone
Gotta find a good woman, good woman, good woman, yeah, yeah, yeah

Hey, hey, hey, hey, hey

It was twelve o'clock in the midnight hour
I heard the door slam and then the shower
When I got up, you were already gone
I slipped and fell in the water you left on

I gotta find a good woman
Gonna find a good man
I gotta find a good woman
I'm gonna find a good man
I gotta find a good woman
I'm a find a good man
I gotta find a good woman
Ooh baby, find a good man

Hey, hey, hey, hey, hey