Good Time

I see your friends around town
They all tell me you're having a good time
I see your friends around town
They all tell me you're having a good time

Far away I can hear the music playing
They think they know her
But I don't believe just what they're saying
'Cause they all tell me you're having a good time

Finally I have turned to the joys of using my own name
At last the teacher is calling out for regret and shame

Far away I can hear the music playing
They think they know her
But I don't believe just what they're saying
What they're saying, what they're saying, what they're saying