Just no good at being bad

Where is my baby it’s a quarter till nine
Waited all evening wasting my time
Oh I’m gonna get him back
Lord I’m gonna try

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But I’m just no good at being bad
I’m so mad at myself cause I can’t stay mad
I drop to my knees and hold out my hands
Prayin Lord won’t you help me to be bad

This aint the first time won’t be the last
He’s a sorry son of a gun
But I’m still his little lass
And I’ll stay by his side no matter what he do
And now it’s a quarter till two

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and I’m just no good at being bad
When he walks through the door I forget what I planned
I know I should leave him but here I am
But I’m just no good at being bad

I hear him talking don’t care what he says
I said put away your excuses boy 
And come on back to bed
I don’t need your story so love me instead
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Cause he’s just so good at being bad
He gives me good loving the best that I’ve had
Some day I might leave him but right now I need him
Cause I’m just no good at being bad