Good Woman Bad کے بول

She was out last night til way past ten Same thing all over again but with my best friend Why'd she wanna make me so mad I treat that bad woman good Lord, I need a good woman bad Now when I asked her to go to Sunday School She went and called me a damned old fool Now I don't understand Why'd she wanna make me so sad I treat that bad woman good Lord, I need a good woman bad Here she comes There she goes Well, I saved my money, and I bought her a car She got it stolen outside of the bar She looks good, but she might not be The kinda woman that I'm likely to need Well, I don't know why I let her walk on me She's impolite as she can be Now I'm startin' to think Hey, maybe I've been had I treat that bad woman good Lord, I need a good woman bad I treat that bad woman good Lord, I need a good woman bad I treat that bad woman good Lord, I need a good woman bad