Blake Shelton — On a Good Day

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On a good day, when I think about her
I only cry a couple hundred tears
On a good day, when I can’t forget about her
I can dull the pain with just a couple beers
On a good day I can even fake a smile
When somebody says I’m going to be ok
But as you can plainly see
I’m not having on a good day

So set them up
Here’s a hundred dollars keep them coming Joe (whoa whoa)
When I’ve had enough
Call this number and my brother
Will pour me in his car and drive me home
On a good day, I become the kind of man that even I can barely tolerate
And as you can plainly see
I’m not having’ on a good day

On a good day, I would never crash a party
Knowing she’d be there with someone else
And On a good day, I would have stopped before I started
To make a major fool of myself
On a good day, I’d been quick enough to duck
Before her new love punched me in the face
But as you can plainly see
I’m not having on a good day

Yeah I only see you Joe
When I’m not having a good day
No I’m not having a good day