Текст песни Trisha Yearwood - Too Bad You`re No Good
Trisha Yearwood - Too Bad You`re No Good слова песни
Sittin` here thinkin` `bout you and meIt`s a cryin` shame `cause it`s plain to seeYou made me love you so badYou made me love you so badYou made me love you so badToo bad you`re no goodYou smile like an angel, lie like a rugYou wouldn`t change if you could`cause it`s in your bloodYou made me love you so badYou made me love you so badYou made me love you so badToo bad you`re no goodMidnight knockin`, you`re droppin` aroundTrash talkin`, and stalkin` me downBetter watch out when you play that game I got a thirty-eight special on a forty-five frameCall the preacher, call the policeWith a man like you, it`s famine or feastYou made me love you so badYou made me love you so badYou made me love you so badToo bad you`re no goodWell, I talked to your motherShe knows I triedI talked to your brotherHe was on my sideBut the hardest thing to comprehendIs if I had it to do overI`d do it againCall the preacher, call the policeWith a man like you, it`s famine or feastYou made me love you so badYou made me love you so badYou made me love you so badToo bad you`re no goodYou made me love you so bad, bad, badToo bad you`re no good