Good Disease - Aim, Stephen Jones

Sitting on the grass in the summer breeze

Looking at the wind

Tease the leaves

Baby, I put my arm around you

You weren’t free

Baby don’t worry

It’s a good disease

Baby don’t worry

I’m a friend you see

Baby don’t worry

It’s a good disease

Baby don’t worry

I’m around you see

Baby don’t worry

It’s a good disease

Hey girl

Baby don’t worry

It’s a good disease

So lovable, lovable, lovable…

Baby don’t worry

I’m a good disease (x2)

Maybe I just can’t believe

That you wanna sit here next to me

Push up time though

My heart bleeds

Baby don’t worry

I’m a good disease