Baby, we ain't never been bad lovers Baby, we ain't never been Love, we can laugh it off But one thing's certain, not one time never, no We both know we're better off, under covers Yeah, we might not string all the good times together Sun coming up

I need you you you Let me hear you say yeah Everybody needs somebody Ain't nobody else around When the sun goes down I need your lovin' so bad All the time All the time (all the time)

Shake it up just like bad medicine Your love is like bad medicine, bad medicine is what I need, whoa There ain't no doctor that can cure my disease You got the potion that can cure my disease Bad medicine (That's what you get for falling in love You get

Woke up this morning, my baby was gone I ain't got nobody stayin' home with me Since my baby's been gone I felt so bad, my baby's gone My baby she's gone, I'm in misery Well baby, I'm all alone Yeah, baby, I'm all alone I ain't no lovin'

You're so bad, you're so bad, you're so 'Cause falling in love is so hard on the knees You know what I want And it ain't one of these You're bad to the bone And your girlfriend agreed That falling in love is so hard on the knees Yeah I got the DT's But

Hold up, get right witcha (I'ma get right witcha) Get right witcha (I'ma get right witcha) Bad bitches, fuck 'em then dismiss em (bad, woo) I ain't really here to take no pictures (flash) Middle finger up fuck the system (fuck 'em) Get right witcha Yeah,

You're so bad, you're so bad, you're so 'Cause falling in love is so hard on the knees You know what I want And it ain't one of these You're bad to the bone And your girlfriend agreed That falling in love is so hard on the knees Yeah I got the DT's But

We went down, we cruised round We went down, down, down in the violence We didn't hear no violins We weren't all bad I'm not talkin' about security complex I ain't talkin' about some monochrome duplex I ain't talkin' about some new kinda weird sex The

I don't wanna do it if it's not the real thing She don't wanna do it if you ain't got the bill paid Yeah, the real thing All my boss bitches know I got the bill Bad bitches and they want the real thing All my boss bitches know I got the bill, paid Fell

'Cause this morning I smoked them stems This morning I smoked them stems Yeah, that's the kinda shape I'm in I'm in a bad, bad way again My dealer, he's been out of town And that's really got me down I hope he ain't up in the pen again My baby, she done