Goo Goo Dolls By Paula Boggs, ©2016 All Rights Reserved Verse 1 Willie Nelson's playing on the jukebox. Followed by a dose of B.B. King. I don't see a single Gen X hipster. Not even a whiff of "Hotline Bling." Women flirt with purpose and passion. Men know how to boot scoot as they roll. Couples shuffle left then come together. While others chug brew from the Live Oak. Then something real strange begins to happen. What's that sound now pouring from the cans? Lordy if it ain't ole Johnny Rzenyk. Drums, strings and crescendo is his brand. Chorus 1 Goo Goo Dolls, Goo Goo Dolls; Mercy Mercy Me. Johnny and his Gibson sounding pretty, smug and free. If I had a dollar every time a young girl swooned...(word drawn out) I'd be the richest musician this side of the moon. Verse 2 I am not an infant of the 90s. Weaned on Eddie Vedder or Green Day. Mama sang me Elvis and Ella. Rocked me to the grooves of Marvin Gaye. Now we have Tidal and Pandora. Can't recall the last time I got paid. Oh to be transported back to "Iris" when Johnny and his Goo Goos ruled the airwaves. Chorus 2 Goo Goo Dolls, Goo Goo Dolls; Mercy Mercy Me. Wishin' Johnny was still the king of FM frequency. Cuz if I had a dollar every time a young girl swooned...(word drawn out) I'd be the richest musician this side of the moon. I'd be the richest musician this side of the moon. I'd be the richest damn musician this side of the moon.