---------       [from the 'Bright Lights, Big City' soundtrack]

Good love, you gotta
Baby in the heat of the night, U know what to do
Good love, you gotta
Cherry pie, apple kisses, everything is cool

Technicolor children, in Picadilly Square
Whisper words, erotica, when U kiss me there
Gustav Mahler number 3, is jamming on the box
I'll have another glass of you, this time on the rocks
4th of July in every stroke, a symphony of light and sound
I want to die from all the smoke, fire burn's up when you're around

Good love, you gotta
Baby in the heat of the night, U know what to do
Good love, you gotta
Cherry pie, apple kisses, everything is cool

It brings a flash to my heart, just the thought of you
Euphoria, euphoria, in everything U do
Any place to zero, U are number 1
Baby in the heat of the night, U're my favorite fun
U and I in each others arms, here is another world
Here unprotected from all harm, only the naked, boy and girl

Good love, you gotta
Baby in the heat of the night, U know what to do
Good love, (yeah)
Cherry pie, apple kisses, everything is cool, cool, cool, cool

Alright, we gonna say good love...
Right here: good love, (yeah)

(cool)

Good Love, Part II
na na na na na na na
Good Love, Part II
na na na na na na na  (Part II)
(do it, good love, yeah)

come on
that's how I like it, come on

Technicolor turkey in a funky square
good love talkin' when you kiss-a me there  (yeah)
Gustav Mahler jamming on the box            (yeah, yeah)
teenage junky, got his foot on the rock. Get off
get off - you gotta, you gotta get good love

good love

you gotta, you gotta get good love. Yeah - good love

don't stop