From the recording Control
Earn a FREE COPY, TODAY by saving & following us on Spotify at https://goodluckbabe.aggressica.com 🎸🌟 We hate to say it, but we told you so! Chappell Roan is a force of nature, and now AGGRESSICA has taken that unstoppable energy and cranked it up to eleven! 🤘🔥 Introducing a hard rock rendition of "Good Luck, Babe!" from Roan's bestselling album *The Rise and Fall of A Midwest Princess.* It’s the song you know and love—but with an electrifying twist that'll have your head banging in no time! AGGRESSICA doesn’t just cover this hit; they reinvent it. With their signature hard-hitting instrumentals & vocals, they've turned "Good Luck, Babe!" into an anthem for every rocker at heart. The gritty guitar riffs and thunderous drums bring out a whole new dimension of power in Roan's lyrics. This version captures both the rebellious spirit of rock 'n' roll and the infectious charm that made us fall for Chappell Roan in the first place. If you're ready to feel the surge of adrenaline—and maybe even unleash your inner rock star—this track deserves a spot on your playlist. But be warned: once it's stuck in your head, there's no going back! 🎶✨ So plug in those headphones or crank up those speakers—good luck getting this one outta our head, babe! 💥🔊
Lyrics
It's fine, it's cool
You can say that we are nothing, but you know the truth
And guess I'm the fool
With her arms out like an angel through the car sunroof
I don't wanna call it off
But you don't wanna call it love
You only wanna be the one that I call "baby"
You can kiss a hundred boys in bars
Shoot another shot, try to stop the feeling
You can say it's just the way you are
Make a new excuse, another stupid reason
Good luck, babe (well, good luck), well, good luck, babe (well, good luck)
You'd have to stop the world just to stop the feeling
Good luck, babe (well, good luck), well, good luck, babe (well, good luck)
You'd have to stop the world just to stop the feeling
I'm cliché, who cares?
It's a sexually explicit kind of love affair
And I cry, it's not fair
I just need a little lovin', I just need a little air
Think I'm gonna call it off
Even if you call it love
I just wanna love someone who calls me "baby"
You can kiss a hundred boys in bars
Shoot another shot, try to stop the feeling
You can say it's just the way you are
Make a new excuse, another stupid reason
Good luck, babe (well, good luck), well, good luck, babe (well, good luck)
You'd have to stop the world just to stop the feeling
Good luck, babe (well, good luck), well, good luck, babe (well, good luck)
You'd have to stop the world just to stop the feeling
When you wake up next to him in the middle of the night
With your head in your hands, you're nothing more than his wife
And when you think about me, all of those years ago
You're standing face to face with "I told you so"
You know I hate to say, "I told you so"
You know I hate to say, but, I told you so
You can kiss a hundred boys in bars
Shoot another shot, try to stop the feeling (well, I told you so)
You can say it's just the way you are
Make a new excuse, another stupid reason
Good luck, babe (well, good luck), well, good luck, babe (well, good luck)
You'd have to stop the world just to stop the feeling
Good luck, babe (well, good luck), well, good luck, babe (well, good luck)
You'd have to stop the world just to stop the feeling
You'd have to stop the world just to stop the feeling
You'd have to stop the world just to stop the feeling
You'd have to stop the world just to stop the feeling