Good Woman Bad

she was out last night till way past ten

same thing all over again but with my best friend

why＇d she wanna make me so mad

I treat that 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 abought 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

Yeah