by Jason Mraz


I've got the dynamo of volition 
With po-pole position 
Automatic transmission with lo-ow emissions 
I'm a brand new addition to the old edition 
with the love unconditional. 

I'm a drama abolitionist 
Damn no opposition to my proposition 
Half of a man, half magician 
Half a politician holding the mic 
Like ammunition 
And my vision is as simple as light. 

Ain't no reason we should be in a fight 
No demolition 
Get to vote, get to say what you like 
Procreation 
Compositions already written by themselves 
heck is for the people not believin' in gosh 

Good Job 
Get 'em up way high 
Gimme gimme that high five 
Good time 
Get 'em way down low 
Gimme gimme that low dough 
Good God 
Bring 'em back again 
Gimme gimme that high ten 
You're the best definition of good intentions. 

I do not answer the call if 
I do not know who is calling 
I guess the whole point of it all is 
That we never know really 

I'm tryin' to keep with the Joneses 
While waiting for guns and the roses 
To finish what we all suppose is 
gonna be that shit will sue me 

Oh, fist like pumpin and wrist lock 
twisting up a rizla 
Kid Icarus on the transister 
Nintendo been givin' me the blister 
I bend over take it in the kisser 

My best friends are hittin' on my sister. 
Try to tell them that they still wish-a 
Cuz she already got herself a mister 
And besides that's gross to want to dis her 
Didn't I say... Didn't I say 

Good Job 
Get 'em up way high 
Gimme gimme that high five 
Good time 
Get 'em way down low 
Gimme gimme that low dough 
Good God 
Bring 'em back again 
Gimme gimme that high ten 
You're the best definition of good versus evil 

I do not keep up with statistics 
I do not sleep without a mistress 
I do not eat unless it's fixed with 
some kind of sweet like a licorice 
My home is deep inside the mystics 
I'm known to keep diggin on existence 
I'm holdin' in the heat like a fishstick 
And my phone it beeps because I missed it. 

I do not answer the call if 
I do not know who is calling 
I'm making no sense of it all 
say can I get a witness 

I'm only a boy in a story 
Just a hallucinatory 
Trippin' on nothing there is 
Living in the wilderness 

With a tiger spot on my back 
Living life of a cat 
I just wanna relax here 
And write another rap tune 
Driving off on your blind man's bike 
You can say just what you like 
Or nothing can stop you 

Good Job 
Get 'em up way high 
Gimme gimme that high five 
Good time 
Get 'em way down low 
Gimme gimme that low dough 
Good God 
Bring 'em back again 
Gimme gimme that high ten 
You're the best.. 

Good Job 
Get 'em up way high 
Gimme gimme that high five 
Good time 
Get 'em way down low 
Gimme gimme that low dough 
Good God 
Bring 'em back again 
Gimme gimme that high ten 
You're the best definition of good intention 
You're the best around

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Thursday, June 19, 2008.