Текст песни Trisha Yearwood - Too Bad Youre No Good
Trisha Yearwood - Too Bad Youre No Good слова песни
Sittin here thinkin bout you and meIts a cryin shame cause its plain to seeYou made me love you so badYou made me love you so badYou made me love you so badToo bad youre no goodYou smile like an angel, lie like a rugYou wouldnt change if you couldcause its in your bloodYou made me love you so badYou made me love you so badYou made me love you so badToo bad youre no goodMidnight knockin, youre droppin aroundTrash talkin, and stalkin me downBetter watch out when you play that gameI got a thirty-eight special on a forty-five frameCall the preacher, call the policeWith a man like you, its famine or feastYou made me love you so badYou made me love you so badYou made me love you so badToo bad youre 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 overId do it againCall the preacher, call the policeWith a man like you, its famine or feastYou made me love you so badYou made me love you so badYou made me love you so badToo bad youre no goodYou made me love you so bad, bad, badToo bad youre no good