Good As She Could Be - John Hiatt

Well she was a millionaire before she was fourteen

But there was an emptiness there

That to practically everyone else could be seen

She hit up on the drug of love though there was no hole in her arm

But there was a hole some place else

About as big as daddy’s ten thousand acre farm

Oh, she was dying for it for all the world to see

Ah, she was as good as she could be

Well she had a baby at eighteen, never finished high school

Her husband beat her for money and sex

Till that Cadillac finally ran out of fuel

One disaster led to another, down to her and her baby son

Born with a silver spoon in her mouth

Headed south now cause she was never born to run

Oh, she was dying for it for all the world to see

Ah, she was as good as she could be

Yeah, she was crying for it, some credibility

Ah, she was as good as she could be

Well her momma died last year

And her daddy, he called her back home

But when he opened the door he could not recognize

This specter of hair and bone, but it was his own baby child

Though she looked like an old woman now

Well she lived ten lifetimes in five years

Anywhere that the law would allow

Oh, she was dying for it for all the world to see

Ah, she was as good as she could be

Yeah, she was crying for it, some credibility

Ah, she was as good as she could be

Yeah, she was good as she could be

Ah, she was good as she could be