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  1. Betty Ford (performed by Bob Northcott)

From the recording Be Good To Yourself - The Music

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The only proper way to answer an irreverent Terry Anderson ode to guzzling Thunderbird is with an irreverent Anderson look at celebrity rehab. “Betty Ford” is no stern crime-and-punishment saga. This bashed out, hilariously descriptive look at voluntarily doing time in rehab is all spirited vocals, courtesy of Bob Northcott (Little Diesel, Secret Service), detonating guitars and drums that punch like Mike Tyson. Think Paul Westerberg and Tommy Stinson joined by Angus Young, drummer Steve Jordan and guitarist Mick Taylor. Turn to 11 and duck.

Composer: Terry Anderson and Erica Blinn
Ed Bumgardner- bass
Rob Slater- electric guitars
Gino Grandinetti- electric guitars
Chris Garges- drums, percussion, synthesizers
Jack Cornell- background vocals
Bob Northcott- lead vocal

Produced by Chris Garges, Ed Bumgardner, and Rob Slater
Recorded and mixed by Chris Garges at Old House House Studio, Charlotte, NC
*Except Bob Northcott and Jack Cornell, recorded by Jack Cornell at Cafe 411, Raleigh, NC
Mastered by Scott Craggs at Old Colony Mastering, Scituate, RI
Vinyl lacquer master cut by Jeff Powell at Take-Out Vinyl, Memphis, TN
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Lyrics

Your first day at Betty Ford
Gotch you in the kitchen scrubbing floors
You might be shake, you might be shiver
Bad feelings, delirium tremor
Every day you're on your hands and knees
Rubbing elbows with celebrities

You better get your ass to Betty Ford
You better get your ass to Betty Ford
Better get your ass to Betty Ford
You better get your ass to Betty Ford

By the end of the week you’ll be climbing the walls
Screaming, "I can’t take it" and a-running the halls
All the nurses are losing patience
Chasing after you and your hallucinations
They got your money, they took your phone
Now they're gonna pump you up with Trazadone

You better get your ass to Betty Ford
Better get your ass to Betty Ford
You better get your ass to Betty Ford
Better get your ass to Betty Ford

All those years we were drinking like fishes
Now we’re out in the back washing all them dishes
Wondering how its gonna ever end
Having second thoughts about checking in

You better get your ass to Betty Ford
Get your ass to Betty Ford
You better get your ass to Betty Ford
Get your ass to Betty Ford

Thirty days ain’t half bad
Hell, you been in jail a lot longer than that
Gotta dry out, gotta get sober
You’ll feel better when it’s all over
I ain’t never been there so I don’t know
But I think you better get your ass to Betty Ford

Better get your ass to Betty Ford
You better get your ass to Betty Ford
You better get your ass to Betty Ford
Better get your ass to Betty Ford

Betty Ford, Betty Ford
(Sober, sober)
You best...

Betty Ford, Betty Ford
(Sober, sober)
You get your ass to Betty...

Betty Ford, Betty Ford
(Sober, sober)
Betty, Betty, Betty, Betty, wow!

Betty Ford, Betty Ford

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