Phil Hamilton - Bad Lyrics
Sweeter than honey, fell in love with meShe's one of a kind, she'll kiss ya like the devilShe can party all night and drink till fourThere ain't no keeping up with a country girlHer love is sweeter than home made wineShe drinks Bud light from a coffee cupPack of Marbrolle lights, turn the music upOccasional toke and she's feeling fineShe's wild and crazy but she's all mineCuz she's a bad bad girlI just wanted in her worldShe drew a line and held my mindbut in the end i said good byeTo a bad bad girlHeyShe don't pick up the phone when her momma callsShe was a kid, couldn't keep her at homeShe listens to no one, especially not meOne day I asked her to meet my folksshe said "Nah i think i'd rather just sit on the porchand watch the sunrise with you"She had me singing hallelujah like an angel only couldShe's a bad bad girlShe's a bad bad girlThat's rightI look back on the times we hadPicture of her and that old trucker hatThink to myself, i hope she's doing fineCuz there ain't nothing sweeter to meTo know the Lord's blessed her with a familyAnd good good man that treats her rightI'll always know she use to be mineCuz she's a bad bad girlI just wanted in her worldShe drew a line and held my mindBut in the end i said good byeBo a bad bad girlTo bad bad girlShe's a bad bad girlYes she is
