Trisha Yearwood
Trisha Yearwood - Too Bad You're No Good songtekst
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It's a cryin' shame 'cause it's plain to see You made me love you so bad You made me love you so bad You made me love you so bad Too bad you're no good You smile like an angel, lie like a rug You wouldn't change if you could 'cause it's in your blood You made me love you so bad You made me love you so bad You made me love you so bad Too bad you're no good Midnight knockin', you're droppin' around Trash talkin', and stalkin' me down Better watch out when you play that game I got a thirty-eight special on a forty-five frame Call the preacher, call the police With a man like you, it's famine or feast You made me love you so bad You made me love you so bad You made me love you so bad Too bad you're no good Well, I talked to your mother She knows I tried I talked to your brother He was on my side But the hardest thing to comprehend Is if I had it to do over I'd do it again Call the preacher, call the police With a man like you, it's famine or feast You made me love you so bad You made me love you so bad You made me love you so bad Too bad you're no good You made me love you so bad, bad, bad Too bad you're no good