John Prine - Pretty Good lyrics

I got a friend in fremont, he sells used cars, ya know. Well, he calls me up twice a year Just ask me how'd it go Pretty good, not bad, i can't complain Actually everything is just about the same I met a girl from venus, and her insides were lined in gold Well, she did what she did said "how was it, kid?" She was politely told "pretty good, not bad, i can't complain But actually everything is just about the same." Moonlight makes me dizzy Sunlight makes me clean Your light is the sweetest thing That this boy has ever seen. Molly went to arkansas, she got raped by dobbin's dog Well, she was doing good till she went in the woods And got pinned up against a log Pretty good, not bad, she can't complain Cause actually all them dogs is just about the same Moonlight makes me dizzy Sunlight makes me clean Your light is the sweetest thing That this boy has ever seen. Instrumental: I heard allah and buddha were singing at the savior's feast And up the sky and arabian rabbi Fed quaker oats to a priest. Pretty good, not bad, they can't complain Cause actually all them gods is just about the same Pretty good, not bad, i can't complain Cause actually everything is just about the same