You Were Good

Yeah, yeah
 Yeah
 I've seen cool, I've seen cold
 I've seen the women up front, way down below
 Ladies of the evening screaming
 Some were like vipers
 I've seen 'em dressed real tight, act real loose
 I've seen 'em strutting good stuff, I've seen 'em all used
 With thousand dollar faces and worth every penny
 They spend there
 But you look good in rags with dirt in your hair
 Yeah, you look good in rags babe
 Oh, I don't car, ah, you look good
 Yes, you look good in rags with bones in your hair
 Ah, you look good in anything
 Ooh, I don't care
 Now I've seen class, I've seen tack
 I've seen 'em walking down the street
 With smoke in their stacks and pouring into limos
 They wake up in millionaires' bedrooms
 I've seen their hair cut short, black and sleek
 Tied in 20 thousand knots, so ultra neat
 Swearing by the Harper's Bazaar
 Like it were the Bible
 But you look good in rags with dirt in your hair
 Yeah, you look good in rags babe
 Aw, I don't care, yeah, yeah, you look good
 Oh, you look good in rags with dirt in your hair
 Yeah, you look good in anything
 Forget about Vogue or them hundred dollar jeans
 You make a 2 dollar T-shirt obscene
 Rag, rag, rag
 Rag, rag, rag
 Rag, rag, rag
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